Thursday, April 23, 2020
Death.
It's so broad, so beautiful and scary and strange and unknown. It's mysterious but it's also cold and sudden, while at the same time being warm and inviting and a long time coming.
It's a thousand contradictions and statements and meanings, all wrapped up into one simple word.
Some long for death, for its embrace to wrap around them and take them away from the pain of existence.
Some dread it and its inevitability, how it will get you no matter what you do or how you live.
Some accept it, knowing it is inevitable and not letting it stop them from doing what they want to do.
Some ignore it, pretending it doesn't exist and that it can't spring itself on them at every step and every breath they take.
Some know it as they know themselves, have met it countless time before.
Some never learn of it before it takes them.
Some accept it and smile when they are taken by it, glad to see the ones they've missed again.
It's quite fickle, isn't it?
Comes and goes as it pleases, sudden and quick as a knife or gunshot in the dark, or soft and easy as a spring breeze that barely moves your hair but you feel it anyway.
It's wanted, begged for, pleaded against, pushed away, wanted away, invited in, sentenced to come, danced with.
It's needed and hated, loved and pushed aside, conquered and conquering, brought in and cast out.
It's everything and nothing.
It's the end but also the beginning.
It's a release and a jail.
It's a blessing and a curse.
It's much like life, only connotated worse.
But here's how I see it:
It will get us all eventually. It will take us no matter where or when or what we are doing. And it is permanent. The best thing to do is to reach out to someone to see can be done about problems before approaching death and saying it's time. And if Death chooses a swift and unexpected death, wait for the ones you left behind so when you must continue on, you do so with the ones you didn't have a chance to say goodbye to, so that you no longer have to say goodbye to them.
If you consider death, so do I. Don't take the leap yet, contact someone to get advice on your problem, they'll have new insight for you.
If you dance with death every time the metal grazes your skin, please bandage them before they get infected. I can't tell you to stop, but I can ask you to take care of them.
Take care kiddos, stay safe at home, and remember, I'm always open to talk. You're not alone, you're never alone.
I love you all <3<3
~Ink
P.S. in honor of spreading awareness to suicide, on your messages post "If I can count on you send a ❤️" people will reply with a ❤️ (or <3), showing how many people really do care about you. Spread it to others, and explain what it is to spread awareness!! It's incredible how many people really do care, especially if you don't realize it.
