Suicide kills not just one, but parts of many. A life ends creating a void in everyone’s life who was in love with it. And that void soon gets stuffed with queries, “chala gaya?? Aise hi?? Humse ek baar baat tak nahi ki!”.

This powerful poem titled “Before You Commit Suicide” recited by Ishmeet Nagpal is for those whom such queries keep haunting throughout their lives after their dear one has departed. The poem uploaded by Unerase Potry perfectly explains depression and what goes on in the mind of the person who is suffering from depression.

Dear people, they are not going to tell you that they aren’t ok or that they need your shoulder to ease their weary mind. It’s you, who has to decode their silence and stand beside them. Hold their hands, hug them and bring them back to life.

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“On the days, you know, all the art and beauty in the world, is not going to save you.”

Read the poem here:
On the days, you know all the art & beauty in the world is not going to save you.
You finish off your money on expensive drinks and creamy food.
With the life seeping out of your fingertips.
And strangers wondering if you are okay…
if you ever will be.
If theses friends will distract you forever or not at all.
You see, there are just too many people
and too many too many moments
and too many times you need to talk when you really don’t want to.
And if one more person asks, “Are you okay?”
You swear you won’t be.
No matter how many times you pull at this door it still won’t open.
‘Cause right in front of your blinded eyes in bold letters, it says “push”.
You think once you’re gone, will they talk fondly of you?
Of how generous you were or how you had all the potential in the world.
Will they conclude it was love or money that killed you,
Or whether it was really the black hole in your chest that finally consumed you.
Will they know of the poems stashed under the ash trays?
Or the songs you planned to sing.
Or the art you meant to create.
On the days, you know all the art & beauty in the world is not going to save you.
You want to rip off this chest and throw away your heart too.
But stop.
Hold on.
‘Cause someone, somewhere, feels the same truth.
So when this monster kills another person every 40 seconds,
it can easily consume her too.
And even though she thinks
no one and nothing can save her,
I still have to try.
Will you?

Silence is beautiful, but not when it echoes in someone’s solitude. They need you and it’s only you who can save them. So don’t say but prove, “yaar, mai hu na!”

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