09/24/2025
David speaks...
I wasn't on the row for very long before I had an experience with someone committing su***de. Up to that point in my incarceration, I've only heard of guys committing su***de, but this was the closest I was, physically, to someone who actually did it. He was a couple of cells away from me, one cell separated him and I.
Looking back, and knowing the little I know now, the signs were there, but I didn't recognize them at the time. He had recently gotten some relief from the courts, got his case overturned to life and would be going to general population after the sentencing was sorted out. From the day I met him, he always talked about how much he didn't want to go to general population, and was ok with spending the remainder of his life in solitary confinement. That was my introduction to him, even before I knew his name or what he looked like. The thing is, when I did get to interact with him, he was one of the smartest guys that I've ever met, but you could see that he was having a hard time adapting to being in prison. The type of person you would say had no business being in prison.
The night before, he and some of the guys he was ok with had like a celebration. After the fact, I found out that it wasn't a celebration; he just randomly decided to treat the guys he was ok with, which they thought was odd. They were confused, but they went along with it. I'm guessing that he had his mind made up at that point, and that was his goodbye.
The night it happened, we actually heard him. He was moaning, saying "Mama" over and over. We all thought that he was probably crying to himself, or probably having a bad dream and talking in his sleep. The moaning eventually stopped, and that was that. It wasn't until a later night, early morning, that an officer was making his rounds and saw what had happened. (Back then, officers didn't come around that often. It wasn't unusual to go hours without seeing an officer. I don't know what the rules were back then, but ever since then, officers on the row come around every 30 minutes.) Apparently, he had cut the vein in his thigh and had bled out. Not sure if he was still alive, but he also had to pass my cell on the stretcher on his way out. I'll never forget that image.
Other guys committed su***de during my time on the row, before I got to the row, and even since I've been in general population, but that hit me different, and had a lasting impact on me, because it was so close to me.
What needs to be said out loud is the fact that mental health isn't a higher priority throughout the prison system, and usually isn't taken seriously. I've seen guys with obvious mental health issues get mistreated and go untreated. Those are the guys with visible issues, so I can only imagine what the ones where you can't visibly see their symptoms are going through. A lot of these guys are coming into prisons with mental health issues that go untreated, and then are released back out into society. I'm not sure exactly what needs to be said, but it should start by addressing the issue and not pretending like it's not an issue throughout the prison system.
One love
David
*David Frances, a former death row prisoner whose sentence was commuted to Life Without Parole, is incarcerated in Florida.