I am afraid to take my life
I'm not that brave to pick a knife
And plunge it deep into myself
I'm too concerned about my health
There's so much in this life to do
And all the things that I've been through
Are not enough reasons for me
To end it all in misery
What kind of selfish act would it
Be to cause pain on family
The ones that are there through it all
Who don't want to see my downfall
I do not own my flesh or soul
And every human faces ghouls
So who am I to now decide
To take my life based on my pride
A cowardly act to commit
When faced with fears you choose to split
Instead of facing life head on
Which overcomed will make you strong
You should be too busy to be
Depressed and dwell in self-pity
You should love your life just too much
Hold on to it in a tight clutch
For when you're gone your time is spent
Cut short and too late to repent
Your thoughts revolve around yourself
And you think of nobody else
There's more to gain in life, so live
Than to be dead and loved ones grieve
So when your time comes, 'least you tried
Than to be lost to suicide
Copyright © 2010 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)
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5 comments:
Suicide such a selfish act. And the thing is that people will grieve for a while but death does not stop the world from carrying on its daily grind. So what's the sense!
Precisely. I've been reading a lot about it and that's what got me to write this. People need to learn to face kife's hurdles, not run away from them.
Ditto!
Hmmm... I understand the points raised above, although unless you have been suicidal yourself, you may never know what that person was really thinking or feeling.
Maybe we need to work on being the kind of person that, if someone we know was suicidal, they feel they could come to us and talk, and we would help them, rather than feeling they might be condemned by us for considering suicide.
I've never been suicidal, but have been severely depressed and faced no understanding from those around me, which actually made my depression worse. Thanks to God, He strengthened me.
This poem is food for thought nevertheless. Not hating, just sharing my thoughts.
@ Peeled, I have had suicidal thoughts years and years ago so I know the feelings attached to it but I looked around me and realised that no profound impact would be had by the act, the world keeps turning... People grieve for a bit and life carries on. There are so many people in the world suffering worse (abused, disabled, starving) and still manage to smile and overcome the obstacles.
When we step outside and look within, we are in a better situation than we think. But I get that depression can cloud our better judgement and if I had a friend on this mindstate I would try to help but I would be real with them as well.
I'm glad you found the strength to overcome that dark period in your life.
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