if i am to write my suicide note
i'm going to be brief
encrypted in sorrow
every tomorrow is a another day i wait in vain
the code is simple
i fought for so long
i longed freedom
and i freed my spirit off of my mortal body
as i soar now with winged angels to the unknown
i look behind with no regrets
i repent nothing
i loved like no one knew what love is
I've lost you I've lost everything there is
it's been so long and i long our reunion
you were home
and you were taken away from you
i was taken away from you
i'm the homeless
i seek no refuge
in another's woman's arms
i seek clarity
i seek answers from the almighty
why did you leave me in solitude
why did you forsake me
in this divide
in this estranged world
how brief was that
ghosting
i roam this life in a parallel perspective
of oblivion
no one recognizes
my oppressed soul
i'm the writer of a play
the audience doesn't remember his name
as they cheer the weeping actors
the anonymous soldier shattered remains
in a battlefield
i'm the core of dread
yet i'm calm
my death won't make any noise
like my life made no different






Oh, how terribly sad is this to read! Suicide is such a disheartening topic, and this poem fully embodies the realistic feeling of hopelessness which can be a dangerous and dark place to be. When we love and lose, our hearts are weakened. But as long as there is tomorrow, love lives...so never give up!