You’re like a bird on wire Swaying forwards, coming back With a gust of wind you could fall But that’s what you want You’re like a bird on a wire Except you have no wings You’re a man on a bridge Only your feet holding you In the blue darkness You’re a huddled creature Leaning over the road Cars go under, oblivious I watch your head drop Your shoulders heave You’re weeping, I can feel it Soon you’ll be gone Sitting on the railings, alone Your tears mix with the rain You’re slipping away Reality is no longer your friend As you start to drop, your face towards the road Like a fallen angel, with broken wings Out of the darkness A hand grabs you, pulling you back You’re on the ground You think you must be dead But you’re still on the bridge Disappointment hits you like concrete You cry, you weep and wail You kick and scream You’re held down by many hands “Why didn’t you let me die ?” Rain Falls On Silence
Faith Joanne is from North Wales, but now live in Hampshire. She enjoys the outdoors, growing her own veg, reading and films, and socialising with friends. She works as shop manager, and also a counsellor, with young people and those within the LGBT+ community. She has been writing for 17 years, mainly poetry, but also fiction and articles, with a few poems published in anthologies. She started performing my own poetry 6 years ago, at Incite, a LGBT+ event, and has since performed at Polari and regularly with Dragonflies since 2019. She will be publishing her first pamphlet this year, the subject matter being mental health, self-harm, suicide, death, and loss. These are close to her heart, as they are from her own experience, and losing loved ones to suicide. She hopes these poems will resonate and make others feel less alone in their experience and grief.