Suicidal Poem by Onyx Mane

Dear Onyx, Bless your heart, I hear your pain. Life is hard to live, I will grant you that. The Bible tells us that in this world of sin, we will have problems and sorrow. But He also says that He has overcome the sin of this world and some day soon, He will return to save those who love Him and we will be permanently rid of the enemy, the one causing you your pain. My son was tormented probably most of his life by demons, evil angels that fell from heaven with Lucifer, who is now Satan. As parents, we tried to help, but in his quiet way, we knew little what was going on inside and he killed himself 4 years ago. I know this seems like a possibility to set on a shef as a last resort, but it is not. Trust me, as a mom and the rest of our grieving family, it is not an answer or the answer. The trauma and horror and agony this act would put your family through for the rest of their lives - try to see their pain as you ponder ending yours. Your Heavenly Father knows each thought you have and He wants to comfort you and bring you to a better place in your life. Even though there is sorrow here on earth, there is also joy; joy in knowing that God cares and loves you as His daughter; His princess; His jewel. He has taken me from a place of utter dispair to complete peace in Him and even using me to speak to others about suicide. How is that possible? It is not, in my power. I am the weakest of the weak, but in His grace and power, He will use me so that others can be helped and my son's death will not be in vain. No Onyx, you want to look up and live. Look up into the face of the one who died for you, Jesus Christ. He is my Best Friend and the one who carries me daily. I care. Keep writing. In His Grip, Gracie