Wandering Soul,

It gets better. Our dark days will inevitably be outnumbered by Our Light. No one guarantees we'll find every answer to life's unknown, but we WILL be by your side questioning.  We can never know of every storm but we can huddle under each other's umbrellas.  We can build a house fortified by our own.  And if the winds knock it down we'll ride kites made of light sails that leave trails through the darkness so we never get lost or forget where we came from. Is that how double rainbows are made? Let's. And if our kites tear we'll seal them with Hope and embrace each other in our falls.  We can parachute or para-glide or whatever whichever way makes more sense whenever you're ready.

- I still Love you.

Hello everyone, I would like to share with you all a poem I have wrote today regarding depression / suicide in hope that this brings comfort that no one is going through this alone. I have lost a few friends to suicide and I have also being in a low place myself so let's hope it helps. Here goes :
I awake from my dreams in my bed,
There is too many thoughts running through my head,
Trying to keep all my emotions at bay,
When there is so much I long to say

Another day, another test,
Only showing others my best,
For my confidence is just for show,
The pain inside you will never know

My strength has arisen from my pain,
Everyday a test to stay sane,
In this harsh world that we live,
I still have so much love to give

Lend support to those in need,
Let's unfocus from all of the greed,
For lives may be at stake,
Isolation is more than some can take

I will write all my thoughts in a letter,
In an attempt to make this community better,
My door is always open for all,
I cannot bare to see another one fall.

Thank you for reading ❤️❤️

Nothing's in accord
So why not a sword
No one will hear
What then shall I fear
Nobody seems to care
So why can't I dare
There's not even an eye
Finally, a chance to fly
I'll put my blade upon my vein
This will be my final pain
A step or two from a building's ledge
At last I'll see my life on edge
Hanging from the gallows I will swing
After this I can spread wide my wings
Now my blood rushes over me
It's getting dark I can barely see
Little by little I'm out of air
What have I done please help me spare
The light I thought that I will see
Is actually darkness, it's consuming me
To call for help I want to shout
Rescue me, please take me out
I was deceived by my ownself's death
Plotting it was my biggest regret
Whom shall I blame, it is my fault
It is my sin that of hope I was short
It is my sin, It is my fault
It is my fault
It is my fault
Is it really my fault?
No one heard me when I was afraid
Is it still my sin that no one cared?
Nobody helped when I was frail and weak
Nobody knew that my mind and soul was sick
Is it my fault that I felt unloved?
That no one listened to my deepest sobs
These words are what I'm leaving here
Make this live, please make them hear
I may be forgotten, I may be missed
But one last request, let me now rest in peace