Suicide

Friends make memories Love ones draw smiles on hearts The beautiful days created are hard to wipe Great and happy moments stay longer than birthmarks But what happens when you lose a love one? When you are betrayed by the one in heart Just when you shared laughs and smiles and love And Just when you bid her goodbye Just when you bid her goodnight What if she took it serious? What if that was the last time? What if when she said she was going to bed She really meant to put her soul to sleep To close her eyes from our dark world and Open in the other side of town? What if all along She was crying to you? Silently wailing in your ears What if every call was for you to answer To ask her how she was doing? What if your duty was just to call and check up And to provide care like she's your patient and you her nurse? What if your hands were shorter and she had to embrace her soul in the cold arms of death? What if all it takes to prevent anyone from committing suicide Is just a smile, an ear to listen and a voice to comfort? But am I my brother's keeper? Are you? So is that why we un-look and lash their insecurities with cane (cain)? Then why do we seem to care when we hear their blood calling for redemption Like we are some form of salvation and need an exemption from the feeling of guilt? There are a lot of people in depression Repressing their happiness and their will to live why don't we lend them a listening ear to hear their cry for help Why don't we give them a reason to live A change of mind why don't we call them back, to align And why don't we call them mine Why won't you call them yours I just want you to know that Mental instability is a deadly weapon killing a lot of innocent souls Let’s look out for each other Lets see one another as our own Our brother, sister, mother, father, our loved one Together let’s win the war against suicide Before it kills us.