TW:Suicide
This is a poem I wrote about three years ago.
Mods please take down if too much, this is about Suicide, but goes from dark to light
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You don't know what to feel,
You don't know where to turn.
When it gets a hold of you,
Your body seems to burn.
You can't get out, you cannot run,
It takes a drastic hold.
And then when you are least prepared,
Your life will be its goal.
Your body now feels shaky and strange,
Like life is causing you to be sick.
But it is suicide that is now calling,
This feeling is not a trick.
Now you feel that you are done,
And will be lost forever.
It is only darkness that exists,
To come and make things better.
But then you start to question "Why?",
It is not the same as before.
The good things in your head take hold.
Good thoughts come to the fore.
Your brain is warring in such conflict
Then your good thoughts start to win.
These good thoughts help to push you up,
Your heart, now has that urge to win.
You start to feel safe and sound,
And start back on life's path.
You tell your brain to think good thoughts,
Not ones that lead you to harm.
Now there are people everywhere
Who have felt the way you do.
But some are not so lucky,
Suicide takes them through.
So when you think there's nothing left,
Only bad thoughts being there.
Just remember you got out in time,
Avoided suicide's evil stare.
When it seems it's all too much,
And in bad thoughts you abide.
Always, always, remember this,
You can make it out the other side.
©2020
