Death

Contemplating non existence
Death is the only final rest
Eventually it will catch up to us
We don't know when we will go
That's been decided for us
Or is that just what religious scriptures dictate to us
With no fuss I'll go with acceptance
Dedicated to a negative metal function
Diagnosed as mental illness
Stigmas attached
Suicidal thoughts run rampant
Importance of staying goal driven and focused
Don't let a label caption us
It making the connotation with concoctions
Medicine meant to help the chemical imbalance
Life is a challenge that I cannot fathom
Not being around anymore would be a blessing
Everytime I open my eyes I realise I'm human
Gratuity to those who uplifted my gravity
Fueled by negative energies

This poem is about: 
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