Suicide ©
How would you feel?
How would you feel if your pain couldn’t heal?
Making jokes to people that don’t need the stress,
And even laughing at the way they dress.
They don’t have enough shields,
They couldn’t run across fields,
Fields of hatred and shame,
Or even peers that call them lame.
They can’t help the pain.
It’s all a big, huge crane,
Maybe a crane that is flinging their feelings all around.
It’s all falling to the ground.
Just the thought of suicide makes me want to cry.
Someone killing themself because they want the pain to die.
Crying for help without anyone knowing,
All this pain is immensely growing.
There’s no one to help…
She always wants to yelp…
But nobody can hear!
They can’t just disappear!
We need to say a word or two.
That’s something we need to look into.
How, though?
They need to grow!
Just one little trigger,
Can make every problem bigger.
Not one more breath,
Is just one more death.
If you find a clue,
We can help them pull through.
Everyone needs that certain one.
Maybe then they can have a little fun.
Today you can save a life,
And take away that hiding knife.
Never give up on them.
They can be your brand new gem.
-Makayla Madsen
(11-15-14)
