Contemplating Suicide

Oh God free me from this wretched prison.
My soul, bound to this body.
Chained to this earth.
Yet, honestly, who chains me but me.
Yes, and why?
Because… otherwise I’m afraid of what I may see
On the other side.
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Date: 10/19/2025 7:51:00 AM
Many have these mixed feelings. Maybe most of us at some point or another. We have our nadirs
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