TW- Suicide

The fool

The one who called you unworthy

Who now begs at your feet for mercy

Who waves a crisp white flag

While he himself is red

The one who is remembered

For being ignorant selfish and Vain

But never for his looks

As no matter what he tells you

Those are always plain

Hanged man

A father, a son, a brother

One who could no longer stand the pressure

To work and provide

Forced to have nothing but a wife

The one who worked till dawn

But never was provided with options

Could not handle it anymore

Got a noose and a knife

And waved a sad goodbye

Death

Who sits on your doorstep

Blocking you from going outside

Holds a gun or knife

And ends you right there

Says the end is coming

Tells you its not worth running

Warns you to say your last goodbyes

Judgement

The stares of the people round

And whispers of the masses

They hate you for who you are

And look through tinted glasses

They will never accept you

There is no use in trying

Just get used to it

Or run until you stop crying

The Devil

Cursed with your wrong doings

Meeting him someday may be in play

If you sinned a mighty sin

Or layed hands on someone else

But maybe he just haunts you

Stays in your dreams

Waits for you to scream

Taunts you with nightmares

Forcing you to insanity

Saying one day

“you will end up with me”

Justice

Didnyou actually work hard for this

Are you worthy of it in the end

Did you get what was coming

Did you see it on your path

This is what you deserve

Wether it is granted or earned

Good or bad

You had it coming

And there was no way to warn you

Of the consequences

of your actions