To some, it’s a taboo,
To others, it’s nothing new.
It’s a choice we’ve come to make,
Either to live or die.
Always putting on a front,
Being told it’s just a stunt.
It’s ours to take.
Abstract; we live in denial,
The End, its impact; a hung jury, mistrial.
I, too, have suffered and wandered alone,
I’ve tried plenty; to also push beyond it…