The Thought of You

~~A suicidal thought
It will not be bought
You’re worth more than that
You’re not just another body
You’re not disposable
You are reusable

You are my brother
Or sister
Wherever you are
You could go far

Life may get you down
Kick you to the ground
Look around
Life is a merry-go-round

That does not justify
What you are feeling
You need some healing

I want you to know
I love you
Tis true
I do

You have a scar
Whoever you are
You’re a star

I hope you see the light of day
And pray it’ll all be okay

There was once a time
I wanted to grab a knife
Take my own life

What kept me going
Was the thought of you

© Isaiah Barber
Excerpt from my book “Path to Serenity” Vol. I, Phoenix
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