The long good bye...
When someone dies
When someone kills without murder
And no good byes.
When people sit in wonder and question why
Why didn't you reach out
Why didn't someone beseech before you reached out for that rope.
Why didn't you see the future had hope.
This poetry is far from bespoke
There is so many suicidal people hurting on commaful today
It makes my soul writhe in a certain way
Makes me wish I could be there at their side today
To be that shoulder
As I grow older too many are lost
Too many are wondering why
Think of the cost
Depression is a menacing grasp
Like a vice that holds you
Like a vice that won't let go
Like a vice that you hold on to
Suicide is not the answer
Sometimes people drift apart
Im approaching 30
I have friends that I don't know where they are and haven't spoken to in years
But if they joined the list of long good byes
Then I would release more than a sigh
You maybe alone now but its temporary
All people are exemplary
Find your forte
Find your happiness
Rome wasn't built in a day
But your life can end in a night
Don't join the chorus of the long good bye
That the horizon has opportunity
That the pain will subside
And if its physical pain then just have pride in your struggle
Not to say that emotional pain is less in anyway
But it subsides on a clear day
Just wait, don't kill yourself.
You are Loved.
Just wait there is more to life
I have been to the darkest pits
Just wait take a moment and sit
Think of a joyful moment
See that it is a component of your life
Know there is colossal strife
But its worth waiting until joy is rife
I'm sorry that I can't write better than this
I just want you to know there is an obtainable thing for all known as bliss