Silent tears on my cheeks
My eyes flowing out
Wet… my face, my arms
In the silent pool of tears
Tears, hot against my face
Yet, won’t warm my heart
My poor aching heart
Sole survivor in the misery
To die is easier
Than spend time in regretting this
Suicide, it won’t hurt
Takes a few minutes
A few pains…
Will it give more pain than this?
But
Ending one’s pains to start others?
Is it good?
No
Begin a new life
A better life
Forget the fouls, the miseries
Living is difficult, yet simple
It is true
All you have to do
Is to fumble in the dark
Light a candle
And see where life leads
This is hope in the midst of darkness…