The Suicide’s Argument- my depression’s downfall
This is a poem that I turn to in times of deep sorrow, when I feel like ending it all. I love the response that nature gives, it shows that we need to look at the wonderful, improbable gift of life that we have been given and see ourselves for what we are, not what our depression tells us we are…
Ere the birth of my life, if I wished it or no
No question was asked me–it could not be so !
If the life was the question, a thing sent to try
And to live on be YES; what can NO be ? to die.
Is’t returned, as ’twas sent ? Is’t no worse for the wear ?
Think first, what you ARE ! Call to mind what you WERE !
I gave you innocence, I gave you hope,
Gave health, and genius, and an ample scope,
Return you me guilt, lethargy, despair ?
Make out the invent’ry ; inspect, compare !
Then die–if die you dare !