living in a suicidal wrld

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Contently Deranged Travelers


i don't know if anyone out there can relate

but i struggle often with either thinking or viewing things positively

being taught to remember that all the reasons for wanting to die are lies

and the will for continuing to live and prosper are truths

sometimes becomes a bit too conflated

i try my absolute best not to think at all nor become influenced by a version of myself that just wants me to drown in my misery

my thoughts are always spinning endlessly like a poor weather vane being pulled here and there

am i the only one whose come to the problematic analysis that living simply is suffering and that death can free me from all of the tricks my mind expects me to fall victim to?

it's strange

i know my suicide would cause more suffering in those who care for me than i've ever suffered in my life

but could it just be their own selfishness for wanting me to continue in a world so suicidal?

why does the sadness of others who couldn't possibly know what i'm going through even if i explained it to them

fill me with so much apprehension?

why can't they all just let me die and ultimately just believe that i'm content somewhere else

no longer tethered to this earth?

so many questions in a suicidal world.


Submitted: August 21, 2021

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