Our thoughts are the shadows of our soul,
A reflection of the emotions that take their toll,
Always lurking in the depths of our mind,
A darker, emptier, and simpler kind.

For the feelings that we hold inside,
Are often too complex to be verbalized,
So we keep them locked away,
Afraid of what others might say.

But in the shadows of our thoughts,
We can let our true feelings be caught,
And though they may be dark and bleak,
It’s a release that we all seek.

For the weight of our emotions can be heavy to bear,
And the burden of them is often unfair,
So we turn to the shadows of our mind,
And let our thoughts be unconfined.

But even as we let our feelings out,
The darkness can still leave us in doubt,
As we struggle to make sense of it all,
And try to find our way to stand tall.

Yet, in the shadows, there’s still hope to be found,
A light that can lift us off the ground,
And though our thoughts may be empty and bare,
We can still find a way to repair.

For the shadows of our feelings may be dark,
But they’re a reminder of the human heart,
And the depth of emotions that we possess,
A testament to the strength of our tenderness.

We each walk our own path in life,
With struggles, pain, and strife,
But the way we choose to navigate,
Is a choice that we must carefully contemplate.

For there is no right or wrong way,
No path that will lead us all to the same day,
And though we may feel lost and alone,
It’s a truth that we must come to own.

The world is full of uncertainty and doubt,
And sometimes the way ahead seems to be in drought,
But if we trust in ourselves and what we believe,
We can find a way to rise above and achieve.

Yet even as we strive towards our goal,
The road ahead may still take its toll,
And we may find ourselves lost and wandering,
Wondering if there’s any hope of conquering.

But in those moments of darkness and despair,
We must remember that life is not always fair,
And though the right way may not exist,
We can still find a way to persist.

For in the end, it’s not about the destination,
But the journey we take and the transformation,
That we undergo along the way,
As we learn and grow each and every day.

So let us each find our own way to be,
Embracing our own individuality,
And though the road ahead may be unknown,
We can find a way to make it our own.

The mind can be a treacherous place,
A labyrinth of thoughts we can’t erase,
And when the weight of life bears down,
The thought of suicide can sometimes be found.

It’s a comfort in the midst of pain,
A way to end the suffering and the strain,
And though it may seem like an escape,
It’s a choice that we cannot take.

For life is a precious gift to hold,
Even when the night seems uncontrolled,
And though the darkness may be deep,
The light of hope is always there to keep.

Yet the thought of suicide can be alluring,
A beacon of relief that’s reassuring,
And though we may be consumed by despair,
There’s always someone who will care.

For we are not alone in this world,
And our troubles are not forever unfurled,
So when the night seems dark and long,
We must hold on and stay strong.

For the thought of suicide may be a comfort,
But it’s not the answer that we ought to court,
And though the road ahead may be tough,
We can make it through when we’ve had enough.

So let us each find a way to cope,
And hold on to the fragile strands of hope,
For the night may be dark, but the dawn will come,
And with it, a new day to overcome.