Four walls black as sin,
A soul on the edge struggles within,
The truth trapped inside like paint dries,
As the darkness slowly sets in.
This is where the nightmares begin.
We see the cries for help, across their skin.
But do we jump in?
Do we take the time to do what’s right?
Or do we leave them alone?
To fight that fight.
Invisible wars are doing more damage than we can ever know,
How many wrongs till we do what’s right?
That’s just the way it goes,
Cold bodies on slabs,
Labels now on their wrists and ankles,
As they longer use their big toes.
Demons we bear in mind tally up their scores,
As the body count soars,
From so many souls that are sore.
Why are so many lives taken so often?
What is all this killing for?
They tried,
As we cried,
Scars on their flesh,
As their demons subside.
But let’s not be blind.
This is happening all the time.
Too many souls taken in the blink of an eye.
Tell me why?
Why is darkness so heavy to hold?
Too difficult to tell another living soul.
An impossible load,
Too much pain to behold.
Searching for answers in a dark room,
Like pirates search for gold.
But this isn't something new.
This is old.
People taking their lives,
And leaving a warm bed, cold.
I've known people drowning in their dark.
Looking for any kind of light,
A matchstick flick to create some hope even a spark.
But It's just the start.
Words are their weapons against the dark.
But it's hard when fear sews their lips tight.
Looking for the right words to tell someone your pain is the real fight.
Suicide is a decision that the hurting decide.
But we need those people to pick a different side to suicide.
To tighten the seat strap on their roller coaster ride.
So, that they can survive.
People who have been on the edge,
With nothing left,
Yet they saved themselves,
Coming back from off the ledge.
An inspiring role model,
To speak the truth, that was never said.
The demons win when we stay silent.
Speak your pain and truth,
And disarm the Tyrant.
Too much time is spent,
Entrapped in emotional cement,
Concrete problems or so it seems,
But those foundations can be broken,
And in those cracks grow positive seeds,
A nightmare dies as life blossoms into beautiful dreams.
A life that seemed out of reach.
Is now in your hands,
As you found your way,
And now your words can inspire and teach.
Reaching out to those lost in the dark sea,
Drowning in the deep end of their misery,
As they make that important discovery,
A chain breaker that can tell others, how to break free.
And live a life full of wonder entranced by mother nature’s flawless beauty.