Killing Tomorrow

Long before grace was removed, their mouths have been sewn shut, our wings amputated at birth, forever to walk through the fire. Anticipate the end. We dance free. Chained to the grave. We dance free. Weld on these emotions, tear out all feeling, devouring a soul broken by providers, sever all ties and disengage these memories, empty holes where his screams never flourished. Dancing to their drums. We die free. This age has passed. We die free. I watched them carry this cross decades to ruin, swallow these shards of glass bleeding from within, we are now the living dead. Suffering for the damned. Goodbye. This is forever. Our blood spilt for you. We dance free, we die free. One day we will know what is to be saved. [Explanation: Many of us have been touched by suicide. The fragility of human life and the fragility of the human spirit are painfully apparent in this act. As many of us who have lost a loved one, there are millions more who have considered suicide. Teen suicide rates are climbing all over the country and world. In a society where quiet acts of desperation go unnoticed and individuals feel like they have little or no control over their lives, the only way they feel they can exercise their freewill is to end their life. We have little to add but our confused and mixed feelings. If one can choose her/his destiny then they are free to act, but suicide defuses one persons suffering among many and only amplifies the pain. Live for the moment, Live for yourself, and re-claim your life as your own.]