Deny the pain you hide, Clutching at your chest you feel nothing inside. Frantically screaming there’s no way off this ride, you search for a way out nowhere to hide. Pain is writhing through your veins, nothing left for you remains. Fervent searching traumatic feigns, leaving you disgruntled and insane.
Tearing away at your own, own flesh. You have nothing, nothing left. Your life a tragedy, you must now accept. No mental shields, to help deflect. Mentality gone: no self-respect. No joy left in retrospect. Hatred in control of your intellect. Clock ticking its last seconds.
Death is coming for your soul, no savior left. Denial of your existence as your mind fills with regret. Self-loathing defeated game, match, set.
Everything you want out of life cursed so you told yourself. Bringing pain and agony to yourself. Placing them high on your mental shelf. Never good enough to live among the world. Self-defeating prophecy, into happiness you never delved. Critical judgment of yourself.
You took your own life out of spite and pain. Never thinking of what tomorrow may bring. Friends and Family never knowing your secret shame, your life was not lived in vein.
If only we had the chance to save you from the darkness that engulfed your beautiful soul. We would have taken the time to tell you in our lives you play an important role. Nothing would have stopped us from preventing this horrible death goal.
