Before falling from the cliff,
Before hanging your neck on the rope,
Just think once of your family,
And your friends with all the memories and hope.
Ever imagined the consequences of your act on others?
Imagine your crying mother,
And your broken father,
Taking your ash in a canister.
Do you still want to die?
You may have suffered a lot,
For that you could cry.
But no one ever gave you consent,
Consent to die.
It’s hard to fight the outside world,
While the battle within is way more fierce.
Why yield to defeat
By ending the suffering of yours yourself?
Don’t kill yourself, Oh Dear!
You are precious, don’t you see?
You don’t have to die, I plea!
Because you could become the reason of someone’s life,
A reason of their happiness, a reason for their smile.
At last it's your life you shall decide,
Die in the utter loneliness of your misery,
Or like a brave accept the challenge
And thrive on to survive.
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