bringing levity to a grim situation: suicide
our mission - REDUCE THE RATE OF SUICIDE IN THE WORLD
we have no solutions. no answers. no advice. to stop your demise. all we have. is empathy. and hope. and support. and encouragement. we also have sarcasm. and humor. and miscellaneous meanderings to make you smile. or think. or laugh. or reconsider your suicidal thoughts. we prefer your death is brought on by a faceless spiritual power called fate. as we’re not meant to choose our own expiration date. we post daily poems of suicide, darkness and other fun topics. not to heal or help or explain but to slightly and temporarily alleviate your mental pain. we hope our insignificant rhymes help you make it through this moment in time.
being the lonely one doesn't mean you're the only one. when the overwhelming darkness comes. when doom and gloom replaces joy and fun. remember we are all in this together. it’s only whether you have the courage and strength and will and persistence to stay here. another year.
taking your own life isn't the only way. please stay.
time left in this year's 12.31.24 suicide challenge
to NOT harm yourself or others.
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the 12.31.24 challenge
for the remainder of 2024
* YOU PLEDGE TO NOT HARM YOURSELF OR OTHERS
* YOU PLEDGE TO STRIVE TO FIND A CURE FOR YOUR DARKNESS
* YOU PLEDGE TO SEEK THE HELP AND SUPPORT YOU NEED
* YOU PLEDGE TO ALWAYS FIND A WAY, ANY WAY, TO STAY
visit us on instagram to view our daily poems @ the not so grim reaper
not a fan of instagram? have no fear. we'll also post them on here.
800,000 people die by suicide in the world each year, one death every 40 seconds
we are not a suicide hotline. we do not offer links or support of any kind
we're not here to analyze this global problem or provide helpful solutions
we merely offer a glimmer of hope and maybe a smile for those who feel lost
we can't help you with a poem but we hope to pause the pain and withhold the darkness for a moment
the appearance of light seeps over the distant clouds. a brightness fills the air yet i am consumed with darkness. the only source of comfort has once again left me. closed eyes. a deep sleep. a subtle existence of unknowing happiness. every breath brings pain. every blink. sadness...
yet. hope drives me forward. happiness is my destiny. and i won’t give up til it becomes my new reality. my past will not define me. my past... will not... define me.
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