If you want to die, you are being smartly abused

You don’t need to hide any bruises, because you don’t have any.

You don’t need to forget any “bad” words, because you haven’t heard any, towards you.

If you don’t smile at your face in the mirror, you are smartly abused.

If it doesn’t make you happy, it is smart abuse.

Simple as that.

If you can’t face your day in the morning, someone around you is a genius.

You don’t need to hide any bruises, because you don’t have any.

You don’t need to forget any “bad” words, because you haven’t heard any, towards you.

But you want to die. You have no will to live.

You are killing yourself deliberately.

You don’t need to have suicide attempts in your resume.

I wish only suicide would kill humans.

Whether it is your love, your mother, your boss, your father or your past, go there..deep inside, where your eyes bleed, where your soul cries and kill it. Kill it gently and strong, just like the way you are.

No one can tell you you don’t need this, you can’t do that. No one can take the wings from you, no matter what they say.

Their only strength is that they are loved by you. For others probably they are just boring rubbish bins.

You will stay there as long as you want, until you realize that it is your time to go and when you will look back you will wonder who you were, what you did and why.

You will remember almost nothing from this part of you.

You won’t be laughing. You will be just wondering.

You are not the only one.

I am writing this letter because I hadn’t looked for it when I needed it.

I wish only suicide would kill humans.

You were meant to fly, darling.

Don’t listen to them.

Go there, where your first beautiful thoughts were built.

Go there, where your worst fear fester.

Let your dreams and your fears cooperate and work in your favor. They love you that’s why they exist. They want to keep you alive.

Every cell of your body is working avidly to keep you alive.

All day long.

Every cell of your body is working happily so as you can run the mountains, talk, laugh and dance.

The enemy is between your ears.

That’s where your best friend is and your worst enemy is.

Honestly, don’t listen to people.

All we have is our time on this magic planet. That’s what we were given, that’s what will be taken from us. And don’t buy it, we don’t have a lot of time. We consider life as it is huge. Whether you live 20 years or 90, both seem so little to a giant turtle.

We are here for as little as this beautiful butterfly came across and made you smile.

That’s all. Really.

I wish only suicide would kill people.

And don’t worry, whether we want to live or die, we will die after all.

But we have one more option. To live and give in the between.

To feel our heart beating for freedom.

That is how every creature deserves to live.

Free in the sun.

And don’t buy what they say. You can do it.

The fact that they cannot, says nothing for you.

Misery loves company.

Please stay with me.

You are stronger than me in life.

I need you.

If you leave me, I will spend the rest of my life with memories forever and I will never do anything else.

This thing doesn’t work for me. (so you will not do it either).

If you lose this job you have nowhere else to go.

In the meantime you become your shadow but you think you are stronger than them and they need you.

No matter who they are.

They are smartly abusing you.

And this is not real life, my kind friend.

This is the illusion you are currently trapped in and it will not last forever.

This post was first posted on my blog https://restartrevolt.com/2018/09/06/i-want-to-die/

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