This is the aftermath of suicide.
And it’s always hard to write about things
you don’t know if you should
but you feel you ought to no matter if it is wrong or right.
In ways I am directly connected to you and other ways we have no connection at all.
Your choice to do so has truly nothing to do with me.
Still, after when all that sorrow is displaced and it becomes someone else’s burden to bear it is the human condition of guilt (the way our brain feels when we just want to change the outcome) is to find what ways we could have changed things.
In my actions, I know I could of and did contribute to whatever thoughts you may have held of yourself.
I also knew in my mind that you felt this way, but I brushed it off as somehow I was being toyed with.
I made the jokes and words of how it was a ticking time bomb.
You asked me once what to do
and I told you don’t come to me with your insecurities.
The smallest things can change people’s lives.
The harm we can speak to other may never really be known until after the fact.
And when it comes down to it I wish you could of known the story I held that drove out the same feelings.
In somewhere relating could have been found and resolution too.
Then I find myself angry.
It’s a complexity that exists.
Over time it changes, but I really don’t know how it does.
My teacher once told me he believed if we killed ourselves we were once again forced to live through the same life.
He also said this isn’t about you
and today I’m only trying to state how it has affected my life.
—alley scheffki
Flommist Alley Scheffki is 23 years young, ‘I am the blue rose. Dies ist ein wunsch für freiheit.’ Copyright © 2017 Alley Scheffki. Alley is also the driving force and host of FLoMMCAST.
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