The photo is clear
The life lost is no longer at fear
I remember
Not some but all
That occurred that wicked fall
I was depressed
So many feelings suppressed
Came out the closet in a mess
A Stereotype well known
Was not one I wished to follow
But to celebrate my fallen Alumni
I couldn't take life
The judgment , expectations, and the brainwashing
Was too much for me to comprehend
Again and again
In a continuous loop of a forsaken existence
So I get it
To die for you to be understood
To be suicidal is a normality
To be completely sane in this dreadful place is crazed
So I get it
The photo is clear
A life disbanded
Is one I'll always remember dear
YOU ARE READING
The Shades Of Suicide
PoetryThis is my reminder to not harm myself because life after can vary As of now I'm living as the damaged kid I've grown content with the state I'm in I don't want help I'm the controller of despair
