Suicide

Suicide A seven letter word It means die Everyone has heard at one time It ends a life by knife, gun, or rope tied It’s caused from pain Guilt or suffering It goes into the brain And never ends You can talk yourself out But it doesn’t dismiss The thought of your own death It’s something no one can resist Many die from the hurt They end their lives Such a complex matter They cannot end They hide Unless for a bullet A knife put in place They get tormented Tears hidden by the rain People try and try To save them again But nothing can stop The hurt that they feel Not even for the smallest little pill The doctors and nurses That try and try Cannot save them For they are no longer alive They died years ago And lost their souls Their path to heaven A road they must go alone On their way to heaven They suddenly learn That heaven was around them The entire time But the devil had their eyes Deceived them blindly And made then lose view Of the loved ones and friends That they will all lose For they weren’t themselves They had lost Their life to the pain The hurt and the sorrow But they shall not feel Pain anymore For they have no senses They are not on earth Their bodies below And their hearts above They belong in the stars That’s where they are To bless us sweet dreams And hide in the clouds To watch us from above And guide us to The right passage ways To keep us safe from the devils ways They let the thought Overwhelm their brains And now they are lost to the sky’s hands So when you see rain drops Just think they are tears Because they can’t help the bullied They just end up there Their shouts of thunder and lightning flash They try to warn them Run fast Think different of suicide Think different of pain Do us a favor Don’t cut your wrist again Don’t beat up yourself Suicide is the worst you can do And it’s not the last option It’s something you choose