Song for the post: Sound of silence by Disturbed
To the tired and depressed…
The end of my days might draw near,
I might be confused about what to do next.
My life might be meaningless to me
And the thought of claiming the life
Might have crossed my mind maybe once, or twice.
But I promise not tonight.
Tonight, I will close my eyes
And open them again tomorrow.
Be strong 💪
My palm might itch to grab the knife,
My medicine box might be unusually appealing to my eyes,
The ropes in my room might seem interesting
And darkness might be my only solitude
With death beckoning seductively at the corner.
But I promise not tonight.
Tonight, I will close my eyes
And open them again tomorrow.
If, by tomorrow, these eyelids refuse to flutter open,
Know I tried to hold on to sanity.
But the reality of my life was just not worth living.
Know that I tried fairytale,
But I discovered a dream can only be this long
And a little show of love could have solved it all.
But I promise not tonight.
Tonight, I will close my eyes
And open them again tomorrow.
Your story might just be what will lead another to the light
If, by tomorrow, these eyes fail to open
Know I didn’t break my promise,
But the owner of life came knocking.
He appointed life would be taken at that very time.
But I will not touch this life,
No! Not tonight.
Tonight, I promise to close my eyes
And open them again tomorrow.
Edited by AKINỌLÁ, Tolúlọpẹ́ Joseph
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Please keep opening those eyes. It might not matter to the sun or the moon, but it matters to me!
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Thanks 😚
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Ending your life is not yours. When there is life, there is hope. It may tarry (for the situation to turn around for your good) but it will surely come true. Well done sis
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Thanks Ma’am
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Great poem ma’am
Keep up the good work
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Thanks Boss 😁
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