You only die of confusion if you haven’t accepted its certainty,
Like a Time ticking bomb,
A Weapon of emotional destruction,
In time you cant avoid,
A Shoulder can drop to faint
The weight of gain,
But burden still reigns,
Until the pains
Remind you, you’re still alive
Walking around a church
Searching for space
To lay in peace
Or kneel to pray,
Gives in to factual nature.
Nothing to prove
Just leap to your faith, and fate,
Smiling all the way,
So not to reap too early,
Before your final date.
As you sleep
Crying for tomorrow
Drenched in sorrow
As you dream
As you wake
As you leave
As you try
As you think
As you move on
Left this place
To a dark space,
As you mourn
I lay reborn.
A nights sleep and the heart pumps bigger
Now what hits is the constant trigger
My skin is so wet, and my nerves are soaked
My soul is flat, and my will is choked
I feel there is light, I feel heat in my eyes
A brighter appearance brings up a good cry
I put down the bottle, throw down the cork
Open the door and skip as I walk
The outlook is clearer, different and real
Feels like the air, has shook off its chill
A smile breaks free, wide and thin
The combined warmth, comes from within
Another same day, from beginning to end
Half wearing the mask, half full of pretend
One extreme to the other, to which I seem bound
Desperately searching, for some middle ground.
An invisible epidemic spreads through human life,
Known but unseen
Casting shadows internally
Polluting the brain.
Suicide and pain seem a way of life
Shocking but accepted.
When did we as a species, start acting,
As taking our own life is ok.
Shocking, cruel and unbelievable
Until time passes and shock value
Becoming recognised as part of the journey.
No it’s not normal for an individual
Full of sense, emotion and love
Choosing to kill themselves cold.
To get to this state should send waves
To all that breathes.
We are evolving to see suicide as an option
Adapting and planning self torture.
This needs to stop
And start believing in the values of breathing,
Dancing to the blood pumping
And value life as a gift
Not a burden to survive.
The higher charge in every country,
In every race and language,
Need to see what’s in front of their
People are suffering with standards
Poverty, pain, combined with weight of mind
Brings the soul to drip
Self-halm to the extent of death,
Planned and executed in advance
By an individual
Who sees no other option.
This shouldn’t be behaviour of the sane
Suicide is spreading and rising
Unnoticed and quiet, until the blood drains.
We would be lying
If we believe we’re not dying
Best to be ruthless
Not consciously toothless
Arming with facts
How our body subtracts,
Blood steadily thickens
Immune system sickens
Thinning our skin
Fades from within,
The insides lay waste
Soon we will taste
The scent of death
Awash in our breath.
Movement Cracks bone
Awaiting final moan
Lose all doubt
This is the wayout,
Enjoy what’s left
Because we are dying
And very soon,
Our soul will be flying.
If you notice how I feel
Please don’t go ahead and ask
As my tears will start to surface
And wash away my mask,
You stare in to my eyes
To notice I’m not blinking
Please keep my aching secret
Inside my heart is sinking,
I will just get through this moment
Squeeze my hand, but keep my lie
My strength will suppress my tears
Only alone will I break and cry.
A stranger to family
Though no black sheep,
A white angel
Born to mix up the pure
Voice the occasion
And relax at achievement.
If we died knowing what we really were
We would leave no mystery,
That lies in death
And the memories of the conscious.
Belief of the condemned
May show the path to enlightenment,
Dependant on the creativity
And imagination buried in the unconscious
Do we believe in the scenery
Devised on panic and choice,
Truth is, we are complicit
To the eventuality contrived
And the stories of our senses.
As family show remorse to the passing
They imagine their own divine termination,
Twisting it to fit a peaceful goodbye
While praying for more time
To design their own salvation.