The Choice

Given the choice

between life and death

I would choose death.
I’m sick of fighting

the demons within myself.
I would feel no pain
and maybe for once,
I could feel happy again.

There is nothing left

for me here.
I want to leave this place

and never come back.

Though thinking it through
I understand

why everyone says

life is beautiful.
Beyond the hell

there is beauty.

There is life

love

happiness and joy.

Given the choice

between life and death

I would choose

life.

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justbreathee__

I have struggled for the past four years with self harming and depression. Throughout this time I had been suicidal, but as a freshman in high school I am recovering. This poem shows my struggle, and also my recovery. I hope you enjoy it.

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