These voices in my head have gotten louder lately,
if only I had the courage to pull the trigger,
it soothes me,
the cold metal kissing my forehead,
My fingers sensing the power they crave,
the power to finally end this suffering.
The voices screaming to do it, end the pain;
I can feel the gunpowder as I inhale deeply,
but in between the noises, there’s a whisper,
whisper that finds its way through the crowded streets of my mind,
All it says is, ‘it gets better.’
and for just one more day,
I find the strength to keep the gun down.
© Sagar Singh
Excerpt form the book “I Have A Name”
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Preface . . .
We live in a society whereby there is an astounding increase in what is known as ‘the invisible disorders.’ We may be living with one or more of them ourselves, or perhaps it could be our parent, our child, our grandchild or the person working at the desk beside us. These hidden, or not so hidden disorders are a part of our modern-day life, symptoms of hereditary, dietary, metabolic or chemical unbalances in the body – yet they exist and are very real for the person who lives daily with any of them.
There are many people silently suffering as a result. They are walking through life feeling lost, unsupported, misunderstood and alone; yet there is hope in acceptance and inclusion. There is hope when we give these disorders a voice, a name, a face and a place in society. The collection within these pages are voices, names and faces; the accounts of real people by real people. They either live with a disorder or have been deeply touched by knowing someone who does.
It is with my profound thanks to all the contributors, for opening themselves up, with the willingness to share these experiences with the world. “You Have a Name.”
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