It’s Over (Not Yet, Bado)

This is where I draw the curtains; my show is over

This is where I quit my bargain. I’m tired of taking cover

My happiness now does not depend on being in a rover

Or the beauty of a lover

It’s overwhelming this illness

It has brought with it tones of loneliness

Messed up with my wellness

And interfered with my fitness

They say life is for the living

But for me, its for the leaving it seems

Do I really enjoy living?

‘Cause I’m constantly thinking about the day of my leaving

Friends are no longer my happy place

Something tells me up there is a golden palace

At my own pace

I am finishing my race.

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Lakini bado, it’s not over yet

~LE poete Pavama

Story behind the poem

This piece looks at the anatomy of suicide; it’s a small peek into suicidal thoughts. It talks of a guy whose health has troubled him for a long time, and in desparation, the only solution seems to be suicide.

Suicidal thoughts are a result of life problems that appear to be beyond any possible intervention. At that time, they seem to have no practical solution.

But truth is, there’s a good chance that with time, even the biggest of troubles atop the chart will sink to the bottom, and one might not even remember them anymore. Eventually, everything works out.

Suicide is not a solution at all, it leaves more problems for the people behind than the person committing suicide thinks.

Whatever the problem could be: mental illness such as depression, drug abuse, or psychosis, there’s a way, a little love waiting to embrace.

To anyone reading this, that little love we hold back sometimes could mean everything to anyone out there. Be sure to show love! The world needs more love right now.

Just to quote Travis Greene’s Love Will Always Win,

Love needs no weapon, it is its own defence, in the end, love will always win.

Let love win!