She Died Today

She died today but no one noticed

Her airy personality like a drone hovered

They came and took her body

Bagged her, and threw her onto her transporter

But she remained the same

 

She died today but no one noticed

Words like bricks bruised precious egos

And ravenous retorts dug her grave

But before her final departure waved a virtual adieu

 

She died today but no one noticed

Listen…those who despair…

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13 thoughts on “She Died Today

  1. Inspired by teen angst and suicide….but also speaks to the savagery with which fragility in moments of profound authenticity is mutilated, often serving personal agendas so deeply entrenched in paradigms of meaning that rationalized intellectualisms fall far off course.

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  2. Powerfully affecting!

    A heart breaks easier alone
    When no one sees you crying
    When no one notices at all
    That inside you are dying

    A heart breaks easier alone
    Without a love to heal it
    And finally the breaking’s done
    When you no longer feel it
    – Walter Krijthe

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  3. Beautiful sentiment lost on those deaf to the sounds of the bell ….
    “No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were; any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee”. Donne, John, Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions, Meditation XVII.

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    1. Working in the addiction field, I’ve seen far too much of suicide. Feelings of alienation leading to isolation; retreating completely into oneself until the pain colors your entire world…heartbreaking

      On a lighter note, I’m a big fan of the metaphysical poet (Donne)…so thanks for sharing that as well.

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      1. And it all goes unnoticed as if nothing. So often, regularly I’d say, people seek ways to communicate their devastation but it is often, as I say in a comment above, misconstrued to accommodate personal biases and agendas so that that person is doubly forgotten and neglected. Attention-seekers, self-victimizers, weak, pathetic, manipulative and more. This is why self-indulgence sits over on the other side of self-disclosure, a virtue, I am trying to work out/work through. Donne is beyond inspiring! 🙂

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    1. I’m inclined to agree. It is indeed complicated. Though it be there to have does the choice to indulge in such things make one a willing participant in delusion? If faith be necessary, wouldn’t it be less naive to have faith in the chaotic nature of existence? If hope is necessary, is the best we can hope for that the universe be impartial and indifferent? Yet in my flawed human condition, when backed into a corner (often as a result of having painted myself there😉) perhaps a little delusion is just what the doctor ordered. Confounding to be sure!

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  4. There are those that might seek security in concrete demonstrative grounds for hope(-ing) (I’ve been working on a blog re happiness that deals with just this), and this is certainly not negligible, but it would be naive to presume that it can fill the gap that stands as the Grand Canyon between what can be known tout court, and what can only be experienced as certitude in a state of doubt. Faith, hope, is such a state. It is the experience of certitude suspended over an abyss. Paradoxically, the more intensely experienced the aporetic abyss, the stronger one’s faith. Yes, some do call this delusion! 🙂

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