Samreen Chowdhury

Stopping suicide.

Put the guns down, the pills away 

And The knife or machete 

Instead be glorified to pray

I won’t ask why, I don’t care to know.

Just know I don’t want you to fucking go.

There are many reasons for you to live

Just think of what you have to give. 

Think about what your able to do

Don’t forget that I love you

Don’t you dare let yourself believe there are many people who wish to see you dead

To be honest, I really can’t make things better with the wave of my hand but believe me when I say I’ll be there to help you stand.

Don’t go, your special to me

Just unload the gun and be free.

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