The Social Acceptance of Suicide

[SAO LILDOOP]

Title: The Social Acceptance of Suicide 

Depression, anxiety, they feed off my piety, my irreverent hatred for my soul's body, 

brain alight on the burning pyre, no trial for there is no denial, 

self-worth promoted to covetousness, strangers holding my heart in their hands, 

such a weakness makes me want to break, 

If I could go back in time my own life I would take, 

to stare in the face myself back then would be more hell than heaven, 

the pursuit of marriage valued most, for love I had for a ghost, 

in my heart held I desire, love wallowing in the mire, 

wasted potential, depiction of madness, the human spirit burnt to ashes, 

yet today do I stand tall, obeying my own voices call, 

realization of realizations, I want to burn it all, 

the cancer, the curse, the hell on this earth...

It is love, don't you see? No, I wouldn't expect you to.

Its a lovely suicide, a matricide, a homicide, 

breaking on the inside what your loved one sees on the outside, 

its a legal suicide, human worth tossed aside, 

its a willing self-demise, human pride cant abide, 

have you not seen the films, have you not been alive?

So romantic it is, "I can't live without you", 

"I don't know what to do without you", 

Romeo and Juliet, ahh, what a sought-after mindset, 

go ahead, become your partners pet...

Romantics are the dullest gits anyone could ever meet, 

they think themselves lovely and pure, 

their partners do they adore, 

yet death do the welcome to one another's door,

to devalue oneself to the point they cannot live without another, 

feebly clinging to their partner as a sick pup does her mother, 

to swear her death means theirs, to forget their will to live, 

no, for their will to live was only as strong as hers, 

you gave up all your ambition and set out on the marriage mission, 

what a fool you were for death takes the weak, he crushes the meek, 

with no power left inside, for none you ever,

designed to burn outside,  you've tossed it into the pale, 

your skin goes white, your eyes to dart side to side, what pathetic art, 

whether your flesh falls today you will die, welcoming your souls decay, 

what pathetic life now will you lead? 

Lonely widower wasting away, amounting to nothing but a bucket of tears, 

or maybe, none at all, a corpse beneath the rain fall, 

you will never again stand tall. 

but there is savior, if you'll resurrect that child-like fervor,

Selfishness, she will save you from this crisis, 

the symbol of sin, sent from God on angels wings, 

bear yourself up on her, accepting no vindictive thoughts, 

beat your wings proudly over the earth, 

love and care for others is not to be forgotten, 

but inner power, will and desire to fulfill ones dreams, 

these cannot be from your soul torn asunder, 

do not resign your fate to another's cord, 

nor your life to mother natures wiles, 

bequeath not your soul wholly to another, 

nor wish for her desire over thine, 

support is key, to happiness in duality, 

power is key to a life of majesty. 

 

 

A dream is something you do for yourself; not for others -Griffith. 

 

where power is forfeit so too is self-worth, where self-worth is forfeit love abounds, where love abounds death lies in wait -LILDOOP. 

 

 

 

Edited September 4, 2019 by SAO LILDOOP