Take off his shield,
Carry his sword,
He don't need it anymore.
Find him a sky And give him wings. Frozen and broken,
But finally free.
Be careful what you say,
Because some scars never fade. Everyone else doesn't have to hate him,
He already hates himself enough; Sometimes he feels like killing himself,
Then the people in his life make him feel loved,
then he goes home to an unloving family,
and the feeling creeps back in like a fly through a cracked window.
If he died tomorrow,
would you regret how you treated him today?
yes, you might be the reason for his pain.
He thinks about suicide everyday, every minute..
even when he think it's getting better it gets worse...
just because life was given to him doesn't mean he wanted it.
Life is a precious gift,
unless you are in constant pain that no one seems to understand,
then death begins to look pretty good.

You can see the smile he shows, but not the pain he hides deep within his eyes..
If everyone around him hates him, why doesn't he just get out of their lives for good.
There is no reason for him,
to have to live through everything he's going through.
Tired of having to pretend everything is okay,
when obviously everything is not. Tired of having to prove himself to others,
would so much like to be accepted. People who make fun of the cuts on his wrist,
please know you are the reason they're there!
And when he puts the knife in his heart soon, its on you.
He's too scared to let go,
but he's not strong enough to hold on.
Would it be wrong,
would it be right?
If he ended his life tonight?
Is sitting down asking himself, why is he here?
why is he alive?
and most importantly...
why hasn't he killed himself yet? Committing suicide won't help... Don't you see he's already dead? He may be breathing,
but he's already dead.
To be alive,
you have to feel.
He feels nothing.

When a person does not respect you or the things you do for them,
its time to get up,
say goodbye and walk out the door no matter how much it hurts.
You can't help broken people, Because they will cut you with their broken pieces.
Tired of feeling the way he feels inside.
Tired of all the pain that he has in his heart,
can someone help him and tell him how to get rid of it all?
He may have a smile on his face, but he has sadness in his heart Sometimes,
no matter how bad he wants to break down and give up,
he just has to stand up.
Stay strong.
And face the on coming storm. Depression is a funny thing Sometimes you can be the most happiest and then again other times
You just feel like you're alone in the room other times you feel useless.

Everything he wish he could feel, He doesn't
Everything he can feel,
He wishes he didn't.
Every day he push through with smiles and laughs,
ignoring the voice screaming that he's not okay...
it grows every day,
but how much longer can he keep this up?
His tears fall silent not because there's no reason behind them,
but there is just too much to be said for them.
Even though you can't go back and make a brand new start,
you can always start NOW and make a brand new ending.
He gave you his sympathy,
His attention,
devotion,
sensitivity,
but most of all his heart.
You gave him a lie.
Now he lays himself down to sleep, he prays no evil into his home will creep,
and if it should he prays with all his might,
his aim with a gun will be just right!!

Don't look so down,
you have a great life!
Don't listen to all those haters. Just live laugh and love much!!
He sees bullying everywhere and it doesn't have to happen
the more people who stand up and do something about it the less it will happen,
so fight against bullying.
So why do it?
Bullying can break people, Insulting someone everyday,
does not make you a cool kid it makes you a Bully.
It can hurt someone so deep that nothing can cure it.
Never judge,
because you're not out of this world yet.
The people you make fun of today might be you tomorrow.
If you see someone getting bullied,
stand up for them.
If you see someone sitting all alone,
sit with them.
A little kindness goes a long way and may save a life.
When will people begin to see, that hurting someone does not make you a bigger person,
it just makes you a weaker link. Calling someone ugly wont make you pretty.
Calling them dumb won't make you smart.
Calling them fat won't make you skinny,
calling them fake won't make you real.
This whole suicide thing is nothing to joke about.
The way some of you treat others is ridiculous,
think before you say things, because you're the reason they consider.
Suicide is a permanent solution for a temporary problems,
You are so very beautiful,
and so is life.
You have so much to live for. Someone will miss you.
Stay.
Suicide doesn't end the pain it just causes more and leaves more questions and never any answers.
you have no idea the effect your words can have on people, every word can leave another scar.

A locked door,
A rusty razor
A towel stained with red,
A folded note on the floor
A broken mirror
A young boy lays there dead.