Suicide of the Soul

Is suicide the end of our existence? Or is it the manifestation of despair? When you dread waking Walking around like a zombie Existing in a state of fear Instead of living for a purpose Suicidal ideations Subconscious entertainment of the uknown Not a wish of death But, rather an escape from the self made prison you are trapped in Pieces of our soul die every moment When we choose to breathe without direction When our thoughts are never expressed When our heart is never loved When are dreams never reach fruition When we receive from others Without reciprocation Are you living or dying? Are you a walking corpse pretending to live? Life is more than a beating heart It's the contribution of ourselves until our last breath