Suicide Is Never An Option Poem by Ayoitunu Gbadebo

Depression he lived in, like his soul was imprisoned
All he wanted was a reason to be happy
A reason that doesn't go away with season
But regret filled his heart like a prisoner guilty of treason

He spent his night tossing around him bed
And his day with countless thought in his head
Why stay alive when there's nothing to live for?
Tired of feeling worthless, he was ready to give up

He locked his door from behind
With a bottle of poison in his hand
He closed his eyes and he drank
Then waited for death to do it's part

But does suicide take away our pain?
Or just passes it to our loved ones who remain