FLY .. MY BELOVED !
Editor’s Note: This wonderful submission does not condone nor glorify suicide. It empathizes with the wounded soul and understands that suicide prevention requires awareness and awareness requires the guts to talk about it. If you are experiencing thoughts of suicide or self-harm, we encourage you to contact the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline 1–800–273-TALK (8255).
The wonderful submission:
SUICIDE is not something that you did to yourself.
SUICIDE is something that the world around you did to you, when they shut doors on you on PUSH mode instead of PULL.
SUICIDE is not the act that happened all of a sudden in an instant.
SUICIDE is something that you walked towards, one baby step at a time, right from the onset of difficulty, pain, suffering, heartache, failure, anxiety, stress, fear, indecisiveness, self-doubt; till you reached the pinnacle of your endurance.
So, it was not a SUICIDE; it was a MURCIDE — a MURDER hidden in the garb of a SUICIDE.
Who says you were a ‘coward’ !
Do they even realize what level of bearing you had reached before giving way ?
Can they ever bear so much, if even for an act ?
Have they ever ?
And then that last moment, the final one.
Do they know what hibernating stores of courage you had to shook awake in order to dive into that eternal darkness to find your rightful share of peace and solace ?
Blinding lights, jeering silhouettes, ridiculing words; this is not your world.
You go, My Beloved !
Fly, now that you can, with all the strength you always had.
This world is too weak for you.
Because they’re the strongest who take that plunge; strong mentally to make that decision, strong physically to take that pain, strong morally to tell right from wrong, strong emotionally to leave the love behind.
Fly, to where there are lots like you, the strong ones.
Let darkness be the wind beneath your wings.
And Light be YOU !
Fly .. My Beloved !!






