Hopefully suicide is an option for you
When all the pressure won't let you get through,
When the weights you've been dragging for years
Makes you break out into tears.
Scatter like a dropped puzzle
And strap on that muzzle,
As you cry and scream while finding the pieces,
Feeling lost and hopeless as fear increases.
Let suicide be an option.
Let the choice shatter your cognition.
Accept it as it brainwashes you,
Destroying your point of view.
It has erased the definition of yourself,
Wiping away the thought you're a prize upon the shelf,
Sparkling when the morning's sun caresses it,
Making you gleam when you're meant to, admit it.
When your mind wanders in its own nothingness,
Step out of that clouded room and into the clear brightness.
Let it wash away some of that thick darkness
And remind yourself on gloomy days that the sun still breaks passed the cloudiness.
For each memory that returns,
Be ready to play the pieces on all your turns.
Rebuild the puzzle of your main forgotten memory,
Deteriorating your sharpened enmity.
Recall that beauty exists in the world,
And you won't be able to discover it in the corner curled.
Flood your mind with the images of the good,
Drowning the misery of being misunderstood.
If you're on the edge of your death,
Just take a moment to let in and out a deep breath.
Rethink on accepting that hated option
And regain that conscience.
If you ever feel alone and consumed by pain,
Go outside before dawn either in clear or in rain
To stay and watch the sun climb the horizon
And observe as the world brightens.
Give yourself time and do this in every season.
Observe the changing earth and give yourself a reason
Why you shouldn't jump, shouldn't pull the trigger, or even knot a rope.
Let the sun bring you the brightest hope.
I know I said let suicide be an option,
But I never said accept that as a decision.
Suicide should never have to happen.
Please stay and see the sun when you awaken.
For its entire life the sun has given life.
So, absorb its warming light,
Helping you brighten that loving smile.
No word can express all the love we deserve.
I'm here and so is the sun
It’s kind of silly but go outside and have fun.
“It is always consoling to think of suicide: in that way one gets through many a bad night.”
Friedrich Nietzsche
