READ BELOW PLZ!~
This isn't a poem about me committing suicide. It's just an expression of the sad loss of lives that have succumbed to the pressures of the world. A friend of mine had a friend who's sister had just recently ended her life. I immediately thought of my friend from last year who also ended her life, and I felt a sudden surge of sadness. The feeling reminded me almost of drowning, which I guess fits with the prompt for the group WritingtoLive. Eh, I feel that art is one of the ways to let out my emotions...anyways, you can hate it, you can love it, just don't mock this poor piece of work...
Lives aren't meant to be ended by the person's own doing. They still have a reason and a meaning to live. For me it's God's mission for me in this world. For others, it could be something else. Whatever the case, don't. Do not...close your emotions. Open them up to those around you.
The title image is by ~Jean-Genie. All credit goes to him.