People have their reasons to die
They have their reasons to choose suicide
Some don’t like to hear and choose to hide
Away from these thoughts preferring to be blind
So many reasons and so little time
It’s all concocted within the sub conscious mind
It’s a maze of light and darkness
A complicated swathe of kindness and harshness.
So many reasons for an existential crisis
Manufactured out of thin air or developed deeply
Within our deep psychosis.
Often we develop issues within our own ideas
That stems from induced conditioning
That prays on all of our flaws and fears
Truth is no one can know why people choose to die
Or choose the reasons for suicide
It’s so unique and complicated
Sometimes based on self hatred
Sometimes based on self loathing
At times it’s just about being tired of this world
Who truly knows why people choose to die
Maybe they see some truth or end up believing some lie
That leads them down the road to suicide.