When someone makes light of Suicide;
they are processing it.
Sorting trauma, understanding
where and how life can begin
despite the pain; can take many forms.
Because how absurd is it to plant
a flower
where a crack splits in the sidewalk?
How absurd to label a
Fault line, a Rainbow?
How dare you mark those imperfect
roadways others deem unsafe to travel
with Beauty, Life and Hope!
How dare you decorate those sign posts
with glitter and streamers so others know
where not to travel!
How dare you reach through the Abyss
and pull something out of it, yea how
dare you let others know what's
really there...
I understand, Suicide is not a joke...
Unless we're both still here laughing
As I say, better to be an ***
who kept on cracking
Than the guy who fell through his
own Rainbows;
An explanation as to why people make jokes out of trauma