Who am I but a shadow of who I used to me. Can’t find the strength to get off this bed.
Those vivid memories still paining me. I wonder if I should be dead instead.
The darkness seems safer to me. Would anyone really miss me if I were dead?
Then an angel came to talk to me. He said you matter so choose the light instead.
Can’t believe I had forgotten that I was blessed. Today I choose the light and I know, I know I’ll be alright.
Depression is real. When it happens you can’t see pass the pain you feel. You forget your blessings and sometimes a reminder is what you need. A friend, a therapist, love and understanding. Suicide need not be the end result. Ask for help. I love you all. You matter. Never forget.