Suicide

Before you take that knife,

Close your eyes

Think about the world when you’re gone,

Your mother wiping tears when she sees your casket

And your father dressed in black,

A color he hates

Your best friend looks at you and starts sobbing;

While you lie with your eyes shut and your nose gently touching the air around.

Look back

At the times in your life,

The ones filled with glee,

And city lights and smiling mouths

Your first view of the world,

The gleaming lights on white ceilings above

Now think about what you will miss,

the sunny days

and the bliss you were to receive

Views you haven’t seen

and people you haven’t met.

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There might have been many wrong turns,

but there’s a rainbow after every storm

How could you be so selfish,

To leave all that you love;

And see tears roll down their cheeks,

Because you’ve given them so much grief.

So open your eyes and throw away the knife,

Or burn that rope

And get down from that roof

For you have come so far, it would be cliché to give up

You’re a flower; you can grow only through mud,

So wait just a while for you will soon bloom from your bud.