My everyday life is death
My thoughts are filled with suicide
Even though my greatest fear is dying,
And not knowing what to expect after life Is preventing me from being suicidal.
Got questions about the pain of death,
The regrets of dying,
The joy of dying,
And the after life experience.
Unfortunately they're all gone and I got to experience it myself.
Suicide has become a gratitude of life,
Been through a lot emotionally and I can't stop thinking about my very own death.
Even there's no life after death,
I hope the emotional draughts in me dies,
So that I can rest in peace.
Suicide is to end the pain not to relieve it.
If I wanted to relieve I'd go for therapy.
I juss want to end it completely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem