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Razor's edge

Suffering in silence

By JBazPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Razor's edge
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Balancing upon this razors edge,

i fight

the terror, panic and pain.

While demons drag me down,

and faceless people cry,

Jump.

Upon this razors edge i stand

lost in a mist of despair

self loathing

and doubt

i linger.

While,

family and friends await my inevitable demise,

Praying I'll stand

Praying I won't fall

Praying, praying, praying.

Hopeful

Caring

Useless

Upon this razors edge

the blade cuts deeper

once

twice

three times

it never ends.

i waver.

Unbalanced,

guilt ridden,

struggling to understand.

All i see are

cruel eyes

sad eyes

strange eyes

my eyes

...Loving eyes?

Once more I hear,

gentle voices echo in the blackness

calling to me

guiding me

supporting me.

A sliver of light pierces the dark

where my dying body now haunts.

Once more

a healing glow radiates within my soul.

The faceless naysayers and crier’s of doom disperse into a fog of doubt.

Family and friends fill the hollowness within this empty void.

Hands reaching out

Lifting me

up,

up,

up.

Until I collapse into open arms

to smiling faces

to pure

unconditional

Love.

...Yet,

i balance upon this razors edge.

Jason

Too many people I know, suffer from mental illness, through no fault of their own they feel unloved, unwanted, a burden. Reaching out takes more than words. The work is hard. Yet the reward of having them return to us is immeasurable.

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About the Creator

JBaz

I have enjoyed writing for most of my life, never professionally.

I wish to now share my stories with others, lets see where it goes.

Born and raised on the Canadian Prairies, I currently reside on the West Coast. I call both places home.

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  • Oliver Millwardabout a year ago

    Loved it! Very powerful

  • Kristen Balyeatabout a year ago

    Jason! You are an incredible poet! Woah, this piece is powerful. Incredible imagery, and you did an amazing job bringing us to that chaotic edge. Brilliant and important piece!

  • Babs Iversonabout a year ago

    If mental health was referred as mental fitness like physical fitness, people would open up to their concerns. Your poem is dark yet hopeful. Superbly penned!!!❤️❤️💕

  • D.K. Shepardabout a year ago

    A well woven stream of despair, hope, and a sharp edge between! Great entry, JBaz!

  • Paul Stewartabout a year ago

    Jason, you are a poet with a deft skill for bringing together beautiful, heartfelt, unapologetically tough at times, words in a stunning and impactful way. I know the razor's edge well and know many people who've danced, tiptoed on it. This was just powerful writing, sir. Sensitive, and pointed in the right kind of way, towards the people that can help by checking on people they know and love that might be suffering. Just, can't say enough times, how great this is.

  • L.C. Schäferabout a year ago

    Excellent spot of dabbling!

  • Testabout a year ago

    So relatable and so well articulated!! I love this dabbling in poetry Jason!! Very well said, and concisely written!! Great work Jason!!

  • Gabriel Huizengaabout a year ago

    So heavy, yet hopeful - there is genuine depth and profundity in this piece. Thank you for sharing, Jason!

  • Hannah Mooreabout a year ago

    This is really very good. Painful though.

  • C. Rommial Butlerabout a year ago

    Well-wrought! The razor's edge, also known as the narrow path between death and the devil. I'm not the first to wonder if what we now define as an illness is a lost faculty, and the despair arises from its atrophy in a culture which has little use for it. There are many possibilities, but for my part I have learned that Art Saves.

  • Lana V Lynxabout a year ago

    What a powerful poem, Jason!

  • This felt sooo relatable! That last part hit me so hard. Loved your poem so much!

  • John Coxabout a year ago

    Terrifyingly beautiful; the pain expressed palpable. Sometimes life without a safety net is inexpressively difficult and deadly!

  • Heather Hublerabout a year ago

    Goodness this was so powerful, and honestly a bit too relatable. So well written, my friend. You captured how it feels to balance on that wicked edge.

  • Cathy holmesabout a year ago

    I love how those started out so down, but then the narrator was lifted up, and in the end he's still there on that edge. I think a lot of people have those moments, and I could change daily. Well done, my friend.

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