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With One Click

The day that you left me to go off to war, you hugged me and said with a shy little grin. Don’t worry son there’s nothing that can stop me, from making my way back home to you again. I remember the next time I saw you dad, you had holes in your arms where those needles live. An empty shell of the soul you were before, the demons in your head took all you could give. I know you was alone when you met your fate, sitting on the floor with your back to the wall. I wonder did you know that I still loved you, or maybe you didn’t feel anything at all. The army man saluted at the graveside, and then he gave your wife a flag for the man. Who left his home a husband and a father, but you never came back from that foreign land. One click, did you think it would ease my sadness. Did you think my hurt would stop getting bigger. Did you think maybe it would end the madness. Did you think of me when you pulled the trigger. Just because you faded away from me dad, it does not mean the things you love ceased to be. All you left for me is sorrow and knowing, I’ll live in a world without you here with me.

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Date: 3/30/2024 12:54:00 PM
- Really painful poem, Jerry - The "one click" was certainly not an easy choice ... many struggle mentally ... ( post-traumatic stress disorder ) ... maybe he made the right choice - A difficult question of guilt - hugs
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Jerry Brotherton
Date: 4/1/2024 6:51:00 AM
Thank you for your comment, Anne. I appreciate your thoughts, my friend.
Date: 3/28/2024 3:04:00 PM
wonderful storytelling and such a heartbreaking story you've shared. I appreciate the imagery and poignancy in these words: holes in your arms where those needles live. An empty shell of the soul you were before, the demons in your head took all you could give. Your poem was gripping in many ways. Thank you for sharing the depth of your emotions. Wishing you a pleasant evening, Sara
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Jerry Brotherton
Date: 4/1/2024 6:49:00 AM
Thank you Sara. Your comments are a treasure for me. I hope you guys had an amazing Easter holiday, my friend.
Date: 3/28/2024 11:49:00 AM
Through your poem there is a palpable sense of longing and anguish, as the son struggles to come to terms with a reality where his father is no longer present. The poem's closing lines resonate with a sense of resignation and sorrow, underscoring the enduring impact of loss on the human psyche. Deep and emotive my friend..
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Jerry Brotherton
Date: 4/1/2024 6:47:00 AM
Silent One, I am always grateful for your comments and wonderful insight. Thank you, my friend.
Date: 3/27/2024 11:24:00 PM
heart breaking poem, i miss my dad ( may suicide stay a thought for everyone) too enjoy your day poet
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Jerry Brotherton
Date: 4/1/2024 6:44:00 AM
Thanks for reading. Sorry for the loss of your dad. Any life lost is tragic.
Date: 3/27/2024 9:52:00 PM
Heartbreaking story, Jerry. Suicide is not the answer, but once a person gets to that point ... no way out, it's just a matter of when to end it. There's always a better way than suicide. Great storytelling, my friend. Bill
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Jerry Brotherton
Date: 4/1/2024 6:42:00 AM
Thank you Bill. Hope you had a great Easter weekend.
Date: 3/27/2024 9:42:00 PM
This is a heavy poem that is a story told many times and in many places. It is sad. Some pain never goes away.
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Jerry Brotherton
Date: 4/1/2024 6:42:00 AM
Thank you for dropping by and leaving such a thoughtful comment, Hilda.
Date: 3/27/2024 7:45:00 PM
Love the account of the damage suicides do to those left behind --- Your lack of sympathy for them, as expressed through the man's son, is totally justified, in my opinion, anyway... A teen-ager committing suicide is another story. But a grown man with kids. No way, Jose. No sympathy from me. Been there. Fought through it. Got help. Grew from the episode... And then there's the admonition in Genesis to deal with as well about not spilling one's own blood. Thanks, Jerry.
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Jerry Brotherton
Date: 4/1/2024 6:40:00 AM
Thank you Gershon. Your comments and insight are a treasure to me.

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