If one should get right up to death's very brink

This is the time to stop and think

'Shall I stay alive or shall I die?'

Though there is no one round to hear this cry.

 

We are not crazy, bad or weak.

Only to end our pains is what we seek.

Oft we keep these troubles to ourselves

For we feel that no one can be of help.

 

But whatever there might be ahead

We cannot move forwards it if we are dead.

We cannot avenge life's unjust distress

And amend it's complicated mess.

 

With all life right now one may not cope

But know the future can still carry hope.

So is it all endless misery?'

Or is happiness still out there to be?

 

And after a life that is all cruel and strange

Know that it can all easily change.

So be strong and come away,

And discover many a new and better day.