MY WRITINGS

Suicide? Not the right option

Just ten seconds left
For my results.
While holding the phone.
My hands trembled.
I couldn't afford
Getting low marks.
Ten seconds done
And the website opened.
Just forty-three percent
My vision blurred
As tears started rolling down my cheeks.
Disappointed. I felt very disappointed.
I heard the knock on the door
It was my mom calling me out.
I just didn't know how to face her.
No, I can't face her
I can't face nobody.
I didn't reply. I couldn't.
My eyes just stared at the knife
Lying on the table.
I just wanted to take it
And end all my problems
End everything in one go.
Just then my phone rang
It was my best friend calling me now.
I picked up to cry to her.
To tell her that I can't do it anymore.
Before I could, I just heard the sobbing
From the other side of the phone.
A voice, not my bestfriend, stuttering
To form words, just told me "she is no more".
I was shocked. Blank. Couldn't say a word.
Yes. My friend just killed herself.
I ran up to her house
Just to find her dead
Beside her was the phone
With her result which said she failed.
I just stood there. Frozen.
Conscious after sometimes
I looked around
To see her family crying out loud
Too sad to be comforted
Too broken to be confronted.
Her parents, their body living
But their soul, dead,
With the death of their only daughter.
They knew she can't comeback
Yet they were calling her out.
With indescribable pain,
And no choice.
They had to bury her.
Then, I just realised
How quick we decide to end our lives
Without thinking once
Even once of all the people
We're leaving behind.
All the people who depend on us
Who needs us.
Who is looking forward to us.
Our parents
Who bore us within them
For nine months.
Do we really have to show them this day.
Is this the result
Of all their bearings?
Is this the right way
To answer to their unconditional love?
Thinking of all this
I went home
Hugged my parents tight,
apologised
and cried to them.
Told them I couldn't do it this time.
They scolded me a little,
But It wasn't really a big deal.
Atleast not enough to end my life.
                         -Zikku

A/N

Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu

I hope everyone's doing well in their life and contributing a lot to their Akhirah as well.
May Allah Subhanahu was ta'aala help us in doing more.

Suicide has become really prevalent these days for various reasons.
I just wanted to say that the thought of suicide is also from Satan. Whenever you feel that thought, you just have to keep saying to yourself that everything in this world is controlled by Allah Subhanahu wa ta'aala whose love is equal to the love of 70 mothers. SubhanAllah.
You just have to trust Him in all your affairs.

I hope this poem of mine helps you understand the results of suicide. May Allah Subhanahu wa ta'aala prevent us from committing such acts. Ameen