Oh my dear Suicide

A Poem by Damian Appel

This is a poem about suicide

Oh my dear Suicide

Oh my dear Suicide,
How many struggles could you set beside,
My fears, my grief, my anger and my pain,
If I wear only not afraid.
I have struggles with everyday life,
Like talking to people,
And understanding the way of life,
I know this sounds trivial,
To anyone else,
But to me it's like a,
Sad rhapsody that doesn't want to end.
I stood many times,
Before the mirror,
And thought that I could,
End my pain,
But every time,
It ended in vain.
Therefore I would lie,
If I would say that I didn't,
Thought of you,
My sweet savior,
But the truth is,
That I am also afraid of you.
There are some who claim,
That suicide is a cowardly act,
An act of desperation,
But they couldn't be,
More away of the truth,
It takes a tremendous amount of strength,
To end one's life.
Therefore I hate myself,
For the coward that I am,
Afraid of life,
And afraid of death,
It's like I am,
In a indecisive hell,
That doesn't want to end!