Emergency

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911. What’s your emergency?

Hello. I think I’m dying.

Would you like to for me to send the EMTs?

I don’t know. Can they stop the bleeding In my heart from the darts fired from his mouth?

Can they reverse the river of tears that that traveled south like the birds during migration? Can they rewind time and erase from my mind this heart breaking sensation? Can they bring my love back or stop the verbal attack before it took place or wipe away the hatred on his face as he went on his merry way?

Ma’am, what is your emergency?

Do you need fire & rescue or the police?

Yes.

Yes to what?

All of it. Send the firemen to put out the fire of anger that is beginning to burn in me. Send rescue to save me from the devastation that’s about to be. Bring in the police because a crime has been committed.

He stole my heart and shattered it.

Ma’am, we can’t send them out for that. Is there anyone you call for assistance?

No, not in this instance.

For me it is already to late.

This heartache is something I can’t take.

Ma’am, I don’t like your tone.

Thanks for staying on the phone.

I didn’t want to die alone.

Ma’am, what did you say? The ambulance is on the way. Please stay on the line.

This is goodb…..

Ma’am. Ma’am!!!


Don’t think that your life is over because someone leaves it. It’s probably for the best. Pain doesn’t last always. Tomorrow will bring a brighter day. Hold on.

Help is only a phone call away. Know that there is always someone that loves you and is glad you are alive.

The national suicide prevention hotline is 1-800-273-8255.

Guest Writer

Beautifully Broken

Renè Simpkins aka Beautifully Broken is a self-published, poetic, single mother to three beautiful boys. She loves writing, music, and painting.

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