• My suicidal weapon, of many to choose,
    the razor for the cuts of skin... The veins
    of mine I lose. Many deaths don't need a
    weapon, 'cause gravity will take it's toll,
    And once you jump it's way to late, your
    life you can't control...
    So Why? Why? Why? Shall you let yourself
    die? Is It because of your surroundings?
    Or 'cause death is so astounding? Either
    way, it is simply sad.... But even if your
    gone... How can you be glad....?

    This was about a friend of mine who thought about suicide for awhile. The friend eventually said to herself, "If I die what good would it do?... I wouldn't be happy and it would hurt others"..... To this day the friend is alive. God Bless them. heart