So I rang the police for help.
A welfare check is what I need
The curtains were closed the doors and windows locked
I couldn’t see inside, an overdose or had you cut yourself to bleed
Behind the front door a little dog barked
1970s bubble glass distorted my view.
Vertical letter box I strain but can’t catch sight of you
Gut feeling .
Something very wrong this I knew.
No answer on the house phone
No answer at the door.
You weren’t in a good place
Have you decided you can’t live life anymore.
I ring the police again
Are you on your way?
The car has been diverted.
There was an emergency on the way.
This is an emergency I tell them
My gut is never wrong.
There is nothing I can do until they get here
The but why are they taking so long?
Six hours later they arrive
Check with neighbors then break down the door.
A whimpering dog stands beside you.
Cold and lifeless
I guess you just couldn’t take anymore.
I’m left with a feeling of sadness
Feeling let down by a system that doesn’t care
When you needed protection and safe space
In the end there was nobody there