Those moments fueled by pain It had just started to rain No sun was seen in the sky I was being passed by everyone walking by No one knew my struggles No one saw the tears Or how I made it through the years Dragging that knife across my skin The blood would always win So I figured it would be best To end it like this With the slashes on my wrist And the blood would get to be The final thing I would see So I walked until I was alone No where near any home And I pulled out the knife Prepared to take my life But before I could I just silently stood Staring at my wrist Thinking of this And how I would never again see My friends, or family And sure I thought no one cares So why does it matter? But one friend had talked to me And began to teach me to see The world a little differently And I thought of how this would affect And I thought of those people who smiled and waved And never knew the darkness I craved And how I wondered how I would feel If they were to do the thing I was about to do And I started to cry And though my heart Still longed to die I no longer had the strength to even hold the blade And so on I lived And some time later Im glad I did It has always been hard But life is so much more than what it seems It always has more in store Than what we see And for almost the first time Im glad to be alive.
Suicide is never actually a viable option as much as it may feel like a good idea or that everyone wouod be better off without you it's simply not true. Stay strong. You can keep going