We suffer
But make it through all
The fake smiles,
Dried eyes,
Scratched wrists,
And bruised thighs.
But eventually,
You think the world would be better off without you.
So we come up with
A permanent solution to a temporary issue.
White pills,
Rope tied,
Gun loaded:
Suicide.
It's the one mistake you won't live to regret.
In this game of life,
There's no reset.
Because when you're dead,
You're dead.
That's it.

***

"People do not die from suicide, they die from sadness."

~Unknown