Suicide

Low Road Led By Black Potential vanished within the dark Flame extinguished instantly Lights gone dark-response to oppression A wink in the span of time Uniquely minute in sliver of existence Unable to overcome Forced to take the downward sloped path Than attempt the climb to heights Where the lights stay on Where the dark has been banished Where the slivers and winks are eternal Where the oppression fades into support Where cowards on the low path Envy the reapers of rewards as they spiral down Into depths so dark so deep There is no escape but the cold kiss of the black The final weak measure spent To stave off the pressure To take the easy way out To leave all behind in selfish cowardice