New Eyes

I wonder sometimes
if people who contemplate suicide
have merely tired of being
holding the hope of reincarnation
tightly in both hands,
this the only way they can
think of
to put on someone else’s skin,
carry someone else’s luggage,
look in the mirror
into someone else’s eyes.

2 Responses to “New Eyes”

  1. January 22, 2012 at 7:17 pm

    If you have never known the depths of despair, or the chronic aching blackness of depression brought about by a chemical imbalance in the brain, you might not ever understand why people commit suicide. It is not because they’ve tired of being themselves; rather, it is because they no longer have the willpower to BE. There is no reason to live, no hope, no feeling but a deep, torturous desolation. There is no more sense of self, nor is there a sense of how the lack of one’s self might adversely affect others. It is blackness, even during the light of day, that comes from within. People who have never experienced depression, or true hopelessness, or who have never been subjected to a loved one dealing with it, truly have no concept of what it is like. There is no getting a job, getting out of bed, getting a life. Because there is no reason anymore.

    It snuffs out the NEED to survive. Believe me, I know.

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