Suicide

It was a tough fight

but no one realised,

how tough it was,

till she died.

Perhaps even in death,

she faces wrath.

They said,

Suicide was 'Selfish,'

leaving your loved ones

by leaving your pain behind.

How is that Human?

Wait, I am not here

to romanticise,

the idea of Suicide.

I am here,

living,

still breathing.

To speak,

for the dead.

I wished I could tell them with tender eyes -

"God loves you,"

when Pain was unheard of &

unseen,

hidden well, so well,

in the deep.

How much must they've struggled?

To get through each day,

so to see a smile,

on their loved one's face.

But little they know

that pain;

that pain,

couldn't go away.

What made Pain more

painful,

was the need to justify

pain.

As if pain in the body, mind, soul & spirit

was nothing against

a physical pain.

Oh dear, is it really?

Is this what you think of disorders

& symptoms -

a mere lack of resilience & self-control?

"It is just a phase."

Well dear, it has been years.

So I guess I'm still in the 'same phase'?

Boy oh boy, it is a shame.

These souls who've left us,

well that's a shame.

It is a true shame

which needs to tame,

flaming tongues

which cut deeper than

self-harmed scars.

I hope you hold close to your heart,

in thought & prayer;

souls,

who are struggling today.

If you don't know what to say,

don't say.

Your presence is enough,

to make one stay.