POV: You Are Struggling With Suicide

How can something be so easy yet so difficult at the same time. 

On one hand, I could end it all. 

Within seconds the problems go away. 

The cause of my pain subsides. 

Everything that burdens my shoulders is lifted. 

All that, yet the other hand continues to win. 

It wins, despite me not even understanding what exactly it holds.

Is it hope? Responsibilities? Promises I've made? Or Fear?

I can’t tell you what it is, but it's kept me here thus far. 

And I deserve to see it through, cause who knows… 

Maybe someday I’ll treasure it with both hands, and not just one. 

By: Ishaan Cheema