The darkness looms, the shadows creep,
The pain is all that one can keep.
A life of sorrow, a life of woe,
The hurt so deep, it won’t let go.

The agony of every day,
The sadness that just won’t go away,
The weight upon your chest it stays,
A burden you can’t seem to slay.

“Did you really want to die?”
“No,” she said with a tearful eye.
“No one commits suicide because they want to die.”
“Then why do they do it?” he asked with a sigh.

“Because they want to stop the pain,”
She said with a voice full of disdain.
The pain too much, too hard to bear,
The only option is to no longer be there.

The bleakness of a life in pain,
The constant fight to stay sane,
The decision made to end the strife,
To leave this world, to end this life.