This time, I want to end me,
walk away from it all,
all the things that bug me.

The world seems to fight against me,
pulling me way down and behind,
with all her might,
like she has something against me.

I try to fight her, not back out,
but she seems too strong for me.
So I'll let her defeat me.

Some of my siblings support her,
some claim not to,
but refuse to help me fight her,
while others just watch me fall below her.

So I say, what if I leave?
My sorrows would leave,
I would be free,
and finally be redeemed.

But then I remember,
the few that love me,
the few that think of me,
and then I say,

What if my death causes their deaths?
What if my death kills their hopes?
What if it kills their dreams?
What if it kills everything they live for?

What can I possibly gain,
by causing pain,
the deaths of others on earth,
only to burn in the lake of fire forever.

So I say to myself, no.
I will fight, I will win,
and I would give hope,
through my win.

In the end, will I conquer,
only then, shall I know peace.

© herlefthandwrites