The Candy Man

Mr. Suicidal Thoughts came to me

This other day asking for a place to stay in

My head for a couple of days, but since i was

Alone, no one to talk to, I saw him as a friend

Who was offering me happiness so I befriended him,

But if I`m being honest, he became my family.

He promised that he would take care of me,

Be there for me in every step of the way if

Only I listen to what he says.

He told me that cutting my wrist meant cutting

Off the problems and the lonely that came with it.

He told me not to worry about the pain that came

With cutting the wrist for it merely resembled the 

Pain that had colonized my soul.

I did what he told me to.

I felt the blood from every corner and dark alley of

My body running scared but I was made to believe

That if it scares you then its probably the right choice.

As i was heading towards this so-called freedom, i realized

That i was leaving my actual family in deep anguish.

See, I remembered the words stuck at the back of my

Head which read "Suicide does not take the pain away

it merely, it merely passes it to the next person."

I could not let anyone go through the pain I went through

At my expense.

I had to appreciate what I had and work from there.

With the last drop of energy in me, I managed to call 

For help and they managed to pull me back from St. Peters gate.

If you are reading this,verily verily i say unto you, suicide is

Like that well known pedophile that tries to use candy to lure

Kids to his basement.

His promises might seem sincere but the reality of it

Is not as promising.

There will come a time where you will feel like the wall

And the celling are your only friends, trust me I know

But do not let the candy tempt you.

The end.