Pain

As I stare down the barrel of the gun
I think to myself
"Will this take away my pain..."
"Or only bring more pain to those who love me?"

I can't do it
I wouldn't do it
I won't do it
I shouldn't do it

I toss the gun away
I choose life
I choose to live
I can't those who I love so dearly

How could I think about it?
How could I think of doing it?
How could I plan it?
Why would I plan it?

It isn't the answer
Not now
Not ever
Not even close

Suicide
Cutting
Destructive ways
Are never the answer