Suicide is what happens when the pain and hell you feel each day on earth overshadows the fear of a Hell in the after life or a meager existence if reincarnated.
And so the ocean welcomed her with open arms and swept her away from the hell on earth she lived. She whispered a Prayer that her father accepts his child as any father would whose child endured to much pain.
The grand entrance will yield Exquisite exit revealed
Choose which door
Dropped to the floor
And to think that it’s all seems a Complete bore….. This life so fake
It makes one wonder if life is to take? At a time of our choosing
And is it really this life that I’m loosing?
These Social niceties….
…This show is exhausting
Wearing these mask
It’s a grueling nightmarish daily task
Surreal Essenes clouds
eyes are heavy, as is the mind
And much of this seems to be a waste of my time
I’m gonna choose this door wisely
With swift conviction I will prepare don’t temp fate not on a dare…
Or my entrance
Exquisite , Grandeur
Just be cautious
Tell no one that’s for damn sure
..Leaping into the unknown area
There, where all suicide tendency subsides
In this great unknown emptiness that deeply divides~
I left a comment I am not sure he allows my comments to be viewed~
Chris Cornell was my main man when I listened to Soundgarden…. my anthem song was ~Black Days~
I would play it and sing loudly as a true prayer as I road to work each day in Paducah Kentucky.
I felt the song, the lyrics the cries and message in the song.
Any way I’m posting my comment I left on the blog ~And Everthing is Beautiful~ incase he don’t approve it.
Here is what I ………
FUCK!!!!!this is why I don’t watch the news! When I hear these things I get confused. I gamble my life and romance suicide often without anyone knowing. I learned to keep quiet. A steady crappy diet of shit that you can’t take. Perhaps it is my genre the gen Xers to take. We lived through huge change and battles & fears the tears all the years and you look up and see you lived half your life for sure, and you just stop wondering what it’s all for. I keep candles burning Day and night in remembrance of all I have lost to the grave.