Suicide
Suicide is the act of intentionally causing one's own death.
Reaching endlessly toward the heavens, begging the sky for mercy, while every prayer returns unanswered. We pray that life’s cruel weight does not push us beyond the edge.
To live another day is to keep trying.To fight for breath when the soul is tired. For life was meant to be a gift, not a sentence.
Another dawn arrives and still we wait for a small miracle from God. Why do you ignore my plea?
Does my suffering not move You? What more can a weary soul do to find the salvation it seeks? Do You wish for me to die?
These unanswered questions become shadows in the mind, leading wandering hearts toward the end.
Yet perhaps Heaven speaks through human hands. For in this physical world, it is flesh and blood that pulls us back from darkness—
a kind word,
a gentle embrace,
someone willing to stay.
Reach for the ones you love.Tell them you are there, no matter what. Hold them close as they tremble and cry.
Because deep within us all, lives the aching child still searching
for a mother,
for a father,
for a reason to remain.
~ Malena M Clare
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