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The sound of tears falling 
Is a song that you hear at the end
Either from family or maybe a friend

Not all people have the luxuries
Of company with them

The silent tears falling
 is a solo performance

When the razor is placed
Upon our own wrists 

The sounds of silence outside are peaceful and calm

The noise from inside is ticking like a bomb 

This is The Last Song

-poem by EddieLee21

Ball point pen physical masterpiece created and digitized by Joki Argu for the Sunflowers Over Suicide Collection to promote Suicide Awareness 

The Last Song

Surviving to be freeIs not an uncommon theme to me
I face my fears dailyAnd have the strengthto make you see
This perspective you haveHas been taught from the past
The narrow minded thinkingWill never last
I speak to you nowSo I can be heard
I have survived deathAnd deliver my word
Spoken to you from my heartThat is NOT still
And is still beating
Despite all of my will
-poem

Photography, and poetry created by EddieLee21

Photographs taken at Shiloh Cemetery in Coles County Illinois 2024

President Abraham Lincolns mother and father Rest In Peace at that location.

 Prevent Suicide  
Talk away the dark 

Survivor 

Our minds 
are a dangerous place to go alone,
We are taught 
not to share their home,
Together we found 
this is better to be known,
Sharing our dark thoughts
To talk away the dark
We finally have a family
And now we can start

We are only people
With love in our heart
Our mind is where 
The mysteries start

The stigmas placed on us
Are unfair you see
We all want love 
And unity

-poem 

Artwork created by Zarina 
inspired by poetry written by EddieLee21

EZ, Im Ok 

Were Ok 


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DUUUCK by Zarina ZM!

SOS DUUUCK

Surviving to be free
Is not an uncommon theme to me 

I face my fears daily
And have the strength 
to make you see

This perspective you have
Has been taught from the past

The narrow minded thinking
Will never last 

I speak to you now
So I can be heard 

I have survived death 
And deliver my word

Spoken to you from my heart
That is NOT still 

And is still beating

Despite all of my will

-poem

Photography, poetry, and ai generation created by EddieLee21 

Photographs taken at Shiloh Cemetery in Coles County Illinois 2024 

President Abraham Lincolns mother and father Rest In Peace at that location. 

Survivor

The psychology 
of society
is apparently 
a tragedy 
for people like me 
to come to believe 
that normalcy 
will be free 
to be 
in a city of three 
to bring wisdom to thee 

Written by EddieLee21 

Physical hand drawn masterpiece 
Created by Dornaz 


 Sunflowers Over Suicide 
 4/11/24

Three 

The twists and turns
Of societal norms

Have never been looked at
Like this before

Old ideas 
of never speak

Have designed our world 
To be weak

Asking for help 
is a sign of strength

No matter what
Our ancestors think 

-poem 

Animation by Anna Zubarev
She is a monochrome artists that hand-draws and animates art.

Sunflower grown and photographed by EddieLee21 with added poetry 

 


Twister

Through turbulent winds
As seasons change

We struggle and fight
While the world labels us 
deranged 

Planting these seeds
To impact the soil

We shall grow our spirit
While their narrative is foiled 

We turn our heads
For the brightness we seek

We are the Resilient 
And our future is not bleak 

-poem 

Medium: Hand drawn with charcoal, graphite and white acrylic on Strathmore paper

Photo reference: Freud from the Sunflowers Over Suicide collection 

Created by Helen Elizabeth

Poem written by EddieLee21 
Original Freud sunflower grown and photographed in Greenup, Illinois 2023 
 


Resilient 

Labeled by society 
Do not disturb

Labeled by family
Black sheep of the herd 

Labeled by coworkers
Combustible material 

Labeled by governments 
Disabled or mental 

Labeled by lovers 
Insensitive soul

Labeled by friends 
Unachievable goals

Warning

You matter

Fuckem 

Lets go! 


Grunge Pop Glitch artwork created by Sarah Nicole / grungepop.eth

Original sunflower photography grown and photographed with added poetry by EddieLee21 

 

Warning Label 

Crown of Thorns

There are glassy eyes
Fixed upon me with glare
It is not a crown of thorns
Upon my head that I wear

It is many sunflowers
Sewn throughout my hair 
Causing glares of scorn 
For the awareness I share

The onlooking whispers
From society at me
Do not encourage 
My future to be

Before you judge
The life you see
Take a look in the mirror
And you will understand 
The judgement 
Is not
For me 

-poem
By EddieLee21 

Digital masterpiece created by AnastasiaNFTart and dedicated for Suicide Awareness

Sunflowers in the artwork grown and photographed by EddieLee21 

 

Sewn Sunflowers 

   
  
     
   

   
   
   
   

  
   
      
  
  

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The pact of lovers,
Ending life 
because of mothers,

The pact of lovers,
Ending life 
because of fathers,

The pact of lovers,
Teaching the world
To accept one another

-poem by EddieLee21 

Digital Masterpiece by Prashanth for the Sunflowers Over Suicide Collection to help spread awareness for suicide prevention  

Romeo & Juliet 

Death before 
Dishonor

We all know this
Tune

I know you all
Can feel me

When I walk into
a room

I do not use sight
Just my heart
And the moon

I feel your emotions
That you quietly consume 

You see my bow
And my music is tuned

My bow is for battle
Ive came back for you

Deaths femur bone bow
Because I visited him too

I shall play this new song
So the world is attuned  

-poem by EddieLee21 

Ball point pen physical masterpiece created and digitized by Joki Argu for the Sunflowers Over Suicide Collection to promote Suicide Awareness  

Song of Sorrow 

Freedoms just another word for nothin left to lose - Janis Joplin -
 Me and Bobbie McGee |  