Courage

Courage. 

It takes courage to die. 

Dying is not easy. 

It takes work. It takes courage. 

The pills. 

In a Tupperware box. 

I take them handfuls at a time. 

It has been months leading to this Sunday night. 

I am ready to die. I am alone. 

Flashes. 

Hospital rooms and doctors. 

Familiar faces and strangers. 

All through a haze which slowly lifts. 

I am alive. I am not alone. 

Disappointment. 

Shame and guilt. 

Slowly pushed out by hope. 

By friendships and love. 

I am still broken. But I will heal. 

Courage. 

It takes courage to live. 

Living is not easy. 

It takes work. It takes courage.