Teen Suicide Risk Factors: Parents Are Too Often Clueless

Screeching tires, shattering glass,

Twisting metal, fiberglass.

The scene is set; it all goes black.

The curtain raised: the final act.

Sirens raging in the night, Sounds of horror, gasps of fright.

Intense pain, the smell of blood; Tearing eyes begin to flood.

They pull out our bodies one by one,

What is going on? We were only having fun!

One of my friends is missing. What did I do?

Her scattered belongings everywhere;

In the road there lies her shoe.

A man is leaning over me and looking in my eyes,

“What were you thinking, son?

Did you really think that you could drive?”

He pulled up the sheet, still looking in my eyes,

“If you’d only called your Mom or Dad, you’d still be alive!”

I started to scream, I started to yell

But no one could hear me; no one could tell.

They put me in an ambulance; they took me away.

The doctor at the hospital exclaimed, “DOA!”

My father’s in shock, my mother in tears.

She collapses in grief, overcome by the fear.

They take me to this house and place me in this box.

I keep asking what is happening, But I can’t make it stop.

Everyone is crying. My family is so sad.

I wish someone would answer me. I’m starting to get mad.

My mother leans over me and kisses me good-bye,

My father pulling her away, she is screaming, "WHY"?

They lower my body into a dirt grave,

It feels so very cold, I yell to be saved.

Then I see an angel. I begin to cry.

Can you tell me what is happening? She replies, “You died.”

I can’t be dead; I’m still so young!

I want to do so many things – like sing, and dance, and run.

What about college or graduation day?

What about a wedding? Please – I want to stay.

The angel looked upon me, and with a saddened voice,

“It didn’t have to end like this; you knew you had a choice.

I’m sorry, it’s too late now; time I can’t turn back.

Your life is finished; that, my son, is a fact!”

Why did this happen? I didn’t want to die!

The angel she embraced me and with her words she sighed,

“Son, this is the consequence you paid to drink and drive.

I wish you’d made a better choice; if you had, you would be alive.

It doesn’t matter if you beg me, or plead on bended knee,

There is nothing I can do, you have to come with me.”

Looking down at my family, I said my last good-bye.

“I’m sorry I disappointed you, Dad. Mommy, please don’t cry.

I didn’t mean to hurt you, or cause you any pain.

I’m sorry all you’re left with is a grave that bears my name.

I’m sorry all your dreams for me have all been ripped away;

The plans for my future all gathered in a grave.”

It was such a stupid thing I did.

I wish I could take it back.

But the curtain is being lowered.

SO ENDS THE FINAL ACT.

Tim Lane` of AR 4:07PM October 20, 2010

dont worry if you just ask and make sure you get more into your kids life they will love you forever but they need a friend in you and not only a parent but you still have to be frim in ur bleaveings

Trisha Nickels of IN 2:14PM April 27, 2010

i agree w/ the ''smart'' girl under me !

destiny of AL 2:29PM April 22, 2010

Leslie it is'nt that you ain't a bad parent wha and I know thata grades and semester's can be very daunting for any young adult. what you need to do is be assestive in his life not your the mother do as I tell you to do and behave. your the mother be there for him listen to him supoport and help him show that you are there for him and want to help him get onto the collage about what programes are in there help him excel into a better man and to give him moral sucture in socity and to support him to take the med's. Not force him. to force him is doing every thing you've said. And not listen to you. but as for the house. talk about it with him listen to him about how he feel's about it. and ask him to talk to his friend's if he has any in his collage. And see if they feel like sharing a house and the rent. and doing a part time job. some thing postive to put his life back on track.And not doing what he is doing now. I hope this help's you Leslie and all the best.

Glenn 6:18PM March 28, 2010