While I try to find a way to write this so folk can understand how I feel
The world will continue without me and go on without you
But while we here, why suffer?
Some told me they were a mistake
While others said they had no purpose
And several screamed, "I wish I was never born!"
My logic is you have nothing else to compare your life here on Earth to
I mean seriously, it's not like you've lived on Saturn
Or in another Galaxy where the creatures were dissimilar to Earthlings
And you can't choose another person's life for comparison
Because yall didn't start walking in the same spot
So what makes your statement valid in the sense of "I don't want my life"?
And if in fact you are the one who has this negative thought flow
Let me ask you, are you ready for death?
Are you ready to die a painful, excruciating, unthinkable death?
Are you ready for your body to lose life while your soul watches your friends and family
weep and sob over having lost you?
Apparently causing pain and sorrow is something you want
Then to those who actually have the audacity to love someone like yourself
Who in actuality hates life is a waste of love
If so, then go ahead and die
It's not like we possess technological methods allowing us to communicate with ancient residents of Earth
So who is to say that death is better?
You betta be concerned about life and lively living
So if you are fed up with your life, change it!!
Why suffer when you have control over your actions?
Why stay stuck in being miserable?
Of course you could always...just die
But how can you be certain that death is better?
What if everything you heard about Hell is true?
Because if you end your own life, it's not like you have time to repent real quick
*laughs*
Imagine suffering by yourself
Feeling all life drain from your body
As cold passes over every limb and remains there
Imagine feeling your blood stop flowing
And your mind loses control over your body
Because your mind races over all the failed attempts you had to make a change
Attempts that don't end in you taking your own life
Attempts that you could have been a positive PURPOSE filled presence on Earth
Then your breath shortens to desperate gasps for...oh guess what...LIFE
But then it's too late
As your body is motionless losing life and everything grows dark around you
Then you hear a person from far away
Who is really within inches of your now limp, cold body
Screams of such a deep, piercing agony you hear your name over and over again
Your hearing is going but you can't help but to hear the deep sorrow of this person
As they are shaking and holding your body and you are steadily slipping into darkness
Then you feel the wetness of their tears splash down onto your face
Your voice no longer works because death has taken it away
And your face can no longer express emotions only your heart
Which the person can't even see because
Your dark, blank stare serves as no comfort to this person who is crying over you
But your heart gets so heavy and saddened and it is too late
You took your own life
You took it away by not doing anything
You took it away by willingly choosing your own suicide
And you thought you had no person
But the person holding you screaming your name over and over again
Then screaming for help
Saw your purpose all along
But you just chose death
You saw a suicide death as your purpose
But that person saw more
And it is now too late
Paradigm of Parodies: Paradise, Peril, and Peace by ACE Jaunty is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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