It what people think suicide brings into their life and what actually happens.

People think that death is always the answer

The easiest

The answer to escape

The way to prove a point

and conquer everything to think of you

and live in regret

But death is a bravery act

As when you have crossed to the other side

Wherever it maybe

Your frozen in time, where there are no feelings

There is no sadness or thoughts of warmth

Under a weeping tree they will find you

Hoping one day they will see you again

Over time your memory will be alive

But the feeling of your presence will fade

The End

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