*Author note* I'm not sure this is very much a poem but hope y'all like it. and I mean no disrespect to those who lost someone through suicide and/or those who have thought/attempted to committing suicide. I thought and attempted before as well and just found this as a good way to look at it for me, not anyone else just me.
Death is only the end if you believe the story is about you.
You end the story by thing it's about you
but if you think different..
Through its morbid.
Suicide is selfish.
You believe you end the story while I believe you holt it.
Cause the protagonist pain or relief of your death.
I believe the story will never be about me but those around me.
The story where I am around to help and guide the protagonist.
Whether I'm the villain or the sidekick.
The friend or enemy.
The family or lover.
My story will end after my lesson is passed on.
My pain and everything that has happened is
so I can teach those lessons to them.
so I can save the protagonist from those pains.
Villain or not.
But never the Hero.
And that's what fear.
The lesson could be taught by my death as well.
But I do not fear death.
I fear the unknown.
The unknown in everything.
Like everyone else.
Whether you admit it or not.
It was never the dark.
You fear the unknown too.
That's is my peace.
Once the lesson is done and my use is up.
The story will tie up loose ends.
And I will Finally have My
The End.
or will I?
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Poems of a broken artist
PoetryDifferent poems to work on helping myself and others. Mostly just to try something new. usually going to be sad but I like happy endings.
