I am a man of 36, alone and very scared.

I put my trust in a rope

I tied around my head.

Whilst holding a picture of my child

I closed my eyes, I cried.

I can't go on living with the sadness

With no where left to hide.

I talk about mental health,

To anyone who listens

Ive felt people shake my hands

Ive seen there eyes glisten.

Ive wondered what it must be like to feel, again like there's no way.

To think that I would rather die, than live another day.

As the rope got tight, I felt the power, of light slipping away.

Then I received a txt, saying don't give up.

Just make it through today.