This very word is, I have found, the one word that can kill the hope. It’s depressing that one would want to eliminate the possibility of life getting better but to be specific, one feels that the possibility is also shrouded.
The chances of your life being better might be equal to of getting a royal flush in poker but don’t we play it on the hope?
This word that I met many a times in blogs, poetry, articles and even news. And it’s very disappointing to humanity that the word itself has become a marketing strategy. To prove this statement one evidence that you have been brought here just because the title said SUICIDE. Nothing else! Nothing more! Just a plain simple word in caps lock. Maybe you are reading in hopes of finding one of your own, or you feel that I can empathize with your pain, or even I will show how beautiful it is.
To be bluntly honest it’s not beautiful, as poetry might be consistent of many emotions that could unleash a monster or bow your head and make you a saint or fill your eyes with water for deserted garden of someone else’s heart but suicide is not one of those things. Life can be tough, life can make you appear weak in your eyes but it’s up to you to fight back!
We all have that fighter training in our core, waiting for that one opportunity to fight till he can and that fighter never lets you giving up hope! That fighter, that little voice in your head, that promise that you made to your mother or to your son or your friend or the one person that stands with you in every fight; you.
Maybe you are weak now, maybe you are sounding a little low, maybe things are not going your way but that’s okay! Life is the only teacher that takes lesson first and teaches afterwards. No one in the entire world knows how strong they are, they don’t kick those who are down, they refuse to give up, they are so reluctant to the idea of giving up that they refuse to bleed!
I know this world had not treated me the way I wanted. And neither you will be treated the way you want. Let’s fight again! Let’s get up! Let’s do things that makes us stronger! Let’s join our hands to pray for our lives and let’s to the next person you meet! Let’s lend our strength!
Feel that fire being ignited in your heart, feel your blood being the fuel for that fire! Let your life be the legacy of that eternal fire.
Let’s not make this heinous act a symbol of strength.
Let’s not give up when we know we can fight!
If you have ever felt giving up then let’s talk. Leave a comment and we’ll talk. Many of people here will also talk to you.
YOU ARE NOT ALONE!
Thanks for reading.