The Most Beautiful Poem

I’ve read stories, novels, fictions or any reading material out there that entices me. Anything that piques my interest, I’d grab a chair and take my time to read its contents. But poems? I compose, I suppose, but truth be told, I barely read poetry. At times I do but it’s solely for academic purposes. I don’t do it out of leisure. It is ironic that I make at least 4 lined – 2 stanza poem whenever I like but I would not come to a point that I would read poems. There was once, things were not doing great and slowly, there was a black slug forming inside me, not a literal one though. But this black slug brought me to thinking that I would not actually matter if I die or whatsoever. That friends and family wouldn’t mourn for me when they see my lifeless body on a coffin. And that was that when I bumped to a piece compose by Dan Brown titled, ‘A Note on Suicide’.

‘It isn’t brave, and it isn’t clever, to inflict pain on other people forever.’ He started. To hurt yourself means to hurt those people around you. To kill yourself would also mean killing your loved ones. You are willing to die, yes, but are you willing to bring those important people with you? Once you cut whatever it is that keeps you alive, a part of your loved ones’ lives die also. ‘The pain, hurt and upset doesn’t stop when your life ends.’ Brown mentioned in this poem. Suicide is such a sensitive topic that it should not be taken lightly. Think thoroughly. Assess over and over again if what you are about to do is the right thing, in which, in any case, it is not. Suicide is never the right thing. It’s a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

If you thought what this author relayed is nonsense and that he doesn’t know what it feels like, then, you’re wrong. ‘Twice I tried and twice I bailed. Don’t tell me I don’t understand. I came through, and so can you.’ He delivered. Even he went through that dark phase of his life. I knew, then and there, it wasn’t courageous of me to think of suicide, even the mere attempt. To me, this poem gave me inspiration to continue. This might have been the most beautiful poem I have ever read. I realized that I have a list of things to tick off on my bucket list, trips that I would go with my friends, moments that I would share with my family and goals to achieve in life. And life itself is an obstacle I have to face, an enemy that I have to fight.