Suicide Just Me!

I have every right, To take my life in the night. How else can I stop this fight? There is no end in sight else. The pollution some say, That is not a solution. Why should this not be for me? Who would say suicide is not just me? Could it be the husband? Or the son? The Sister? Or the mother, other and maybe another? What might they say on that day? Insight he or she have that would stab or jab? Is Suicide a generational thing? Set in monition by such as one commotion? Who thinks that suicide is just them? If they are by themselves without relations, Friends then Society is indecent, Seems then suicide is just them.

If this has changed your mind, Please be kind to those that hope for you. Suicide is never just you. For those that stay behind, Have that day to grind in them what you have done. You are gone, Your pain is at rest and they are for sure are not having fun either. To you it seems wiser to go, But to them it seems you are a miser. So let us remember, To think, Stop and blink, Suicide is not, Just you!