The thoughts in this poem were drawn heavily from an article I wrote https://harpingbyapixiecom.wordpress.com/2017/11/08/suicide-end-suffering/.
In our darkest hour, we tend to see death as the ultimate solution either to end our suffering or to escape from it. Yet, we do not really know what is on the other side, do we? Hence, the questions…if we know that suicide will not end our pain or misery, would we still be willing to end our life? If we know that this life is a test meant to challenge us to let us grow into beautiful souls, would we still refuse it? If, by dying, we will only be sent back to face the same story, would we still choose to escape rather than face the music and dance with the tune now?
Do not, for a minute, think that such dark thoughts never entered my mind — or that I had it easy in life. Life and living is like a game — we are given different levels to play according to our level of proficiency.