Tag: suicide

Someone’s Dead

On By gaillovesgodIn 1992, UncategorizedLeave a comment

Someone’s dead, and everything’s wrong.
I know I loved him, but grief is strong.
Death is the victor in this game,
But everyone says there’s no one to blame.
A bullet in the mouth and out the ear,
It’s not an easy accusation. The killer’s clear.
Many won’t admit, as they only deny.
Some can’t believe, as many cry.
So how are we going to get past
The love we lost in him? Pain lasts.
We’ve lost many before, many just as close,
But we can’t accept what the world already knows.
Death, the suicide doctor, of the patient lost in darkness.
No one can help him once the doctor has given his best.
We walk away. The tombstone is written for swollen eyes.
The message to read, “As Free As The Eagle Flies.:

5-5-1992 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My Cousin Dean Harris Lance
1-25-72 to 5-26-1991

Agony Over the Eagle

On By gaillovesgodIn 1992Leave a comment

There’s a pain of agony that just can’t be understood,
When a teenager takes a shotgun
and blows it through his mouth and out his ear.
No one can explain the tragic event,
Or know what he was thinking.
All we can know is that it happened.
And when it did it took the one we loved so much.
I don’t know why he did it, but I wish I could take it back.
I wish it was just a nightmare,
A nightmare that no one can bring to reality.
Why did it have to be my cousin?
He was so young and loved.
What could he have possibly been thinking
When he pulled that trigger?
He was so optimistic and had plenty of friends and family,
A beautiful fiance,
and so much that you would have thought he was happy.
But maybe he wasn’t.
It’s so hard to explain a heartache,
And a heartache is hard to handle.
Maybe he just couldn’t handle what he couldn’t explain.
I don’t know.
I just know I love him and miss him so much.
Please give him back.
Forever in agony over the eagle.

2-24-1992 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Dean. I love you! ❤

Stolen By Heart

On By gaillovesgodIn 19924 Comments

You took everything away from me.
Every reason to live.
To love.
To cry.
To laugh.
Why did you do it?
You stole everything from me.
I only loved you in return.
Why did you steal my right to love you?
It was my choice to make, but you made the decision.
You thief.
You stole my heart.
My love.
I can’t forget it.
Because I can’t forget you.
It’s so hard.
But I love you.
Please come back.
Say it isn’t true. That it never was.
That it was just a bad dream.
A horrible nightmare that will never happen again.
Please. I love you.

2-4-1992
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: the loss of a loved one

A Life For A Life

On By gaillovesgodIn 2011Leave a comment

It is so incomprehensible to the human mind
that someone could actually take a life.
We condemn those souls to be taken
or at least live forever in misery and strife.
Yet it is very possible to happen
And does to people who are good.
Maybe sometimes they shouldn’t have reacted,
sometimes maybe they should.
We never know if someone is defending
and fighting for their life to survive.
We don’t know what led to the moment
and how they’ll have to live with it all their life.
Only God knows and only God judges
the heart and mind of a soul,
and He knows when to punish or forgive.
Thank God He is in control.

7-19-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
Inspiration: written when a friend was asking me to justify their brother’s death when he was shot while committing a home invasion, by comparing it to my brother’s death who was shot during a argument with an ex-girlfriend who refused to let my brother go.

One Last Shot

On By gaillovesgodIn 1991Leave a comment

For so many months now,

I’ve denied you were even gone.

I can’t believe it’s really true,

or understand what went on.

No one knows the mystery

you’ve taken to the grave.

What made you find the guts to do

something that’s really brave?

Well, I guess I’ll never really know

just what it was that took

a beautiful caring young man

and made him go for the hook.

Within the night he took a shot

at giving one last breath.

But unfortunately fate erupted

and brought to him his death.

What will ever stop the agony

that fills a heart like his?

I wish I knew a way to change

the reality that exists.

 

11-23-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
Inspiration: Dean

If Someone Dies

On By gaillovesgodIn 1991Leave a comment

If someone dies and their soul is taken by the evil world,
can that person come to their family and friends,
who are religious, in a good dream or way?
I mean their soul is evil or bad, because they must go to hell,
does this mean that the only way you can see them is through evilness?
Will this loved one or friend be used against
their religious family and friends to bring them to hell?
Will Satan try to use them to get his way with their souls?
I just wonder because of Dean.
I’m not saying he went to hell.
I’m scared because I don’t know.
It could be either way.
How do we know?
We’re not God.
We just have to have faith in God
and make sure we want heaven,
no matter where he went to.

7-9-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
Inspiration: Our family was discussed this topic upon Dean’s death because we had been taught anyone committing suicide goes to hell. I was confused myself then. In the last 27 of growing in the Lord and His word since, the Lord instructs me that we are not God and do not know if someone asks God to forgive them just before they commit suicide, or at anytime in the process. If I am unable to guarantee 100% that someone made it to heaven (which I cannot do since I am not God) then I cannot rule 100% that they did not.
Regardless of where a person lives in eternity, God’s word tells us not to have anything to do with familiar spirits, so I do not believe God uses or allows spirits to return to haunt us.

DEAN

On By gaillovesgodIn 19912 Comments

Dean,

Your death was more than we were ready for,

it happened in such a hurry.

I wonder what caused you pain.

What would make you worry?

Your whole family was stricken with heartache

and destroyed by your deed.

What would make a loving heart

want to see his heart bleed?

Your friends were all horrified

to know that you would make

a decision to take your life,

knowing their hearts would break.

Can’t you find an antidote

to cure our ailing souls?

Without you to reassure us,

our world just doesn’t seem whole.

Find a moment in your new found home

to think of us and know

we’re waiting for that day to come

when heaven lets us go.

7-2-91 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)