Killing.
Not going to lie. I have thought about it.

Killing myself? Killing others?
Quite serious were and are those thoughts.

Death seems like a sweet embrace sometimes.
A pleasant change from reality.

I have considered it.
But every time, my mind is pulled back.

To those I love, and to those who love me back.
To my future, however grim.

To my life.
So please, if you ever consider death.

Death as but one alternative to the cruel reality of life.
But please don't.

You ARE loved.
By someone.

You are noticed.
Cared about.

You. Are. Seen.