Panicking
Pacing
My mind racing
Problems there are too many,
For me to be facing
Things falling apart
And i don’t know where start
The times were really good
Difficult times a many we had withstood
The thought to flea
Never occured to me
And yet all i can think of now,
Is
How a disaster like this i could not forsea
“Henri!”,
Called out a distant figure,
“You must reconsider,
i know that what you are to do and i know that you really want to”
I turned around to you
“Life is short
So to what i am about to say, u must give a thought
Fought u have enough
It is time to stop acting tough”
“Look at the people around you
Leading lives not knowing
Living with fear but not showing
A fake smile covering up the pain
But nothing can ever repair,
The distrust and shame
Life is something, for which you can not prepare
So that is no reason to live in despair
At the end of the day
We are but evolved apes
In different sizes and shapes
Habitating on a rock, chasing a ball of fire
With its desire
To
lap the universe
In this goal of its, it is immersed
For There is no, impending doom
No reason for you to walk out of this room
With that equivocative expression on your face”
She said pulling me into an embrace
I felt at peace
Tears came as an emotional release
as she said
“No matter how unsettling life maybe
For i love you and you love me
You must pull through
This sunday morning gloom”
I felt to the ground and pled
Life is meaningless
But with you in it, seems endless
This is a poem I wrote for a friend who was pretty suicidal and writing this poem was an effort by me to try to talk them out of it.