I don't know what drives men to suicide.
I don't know what moves a man to end it all.
I don't know if a man has the right to put an end to what he didn't start.
I don't know if we will ever understand life,
Let alone, understanding death.
I don't know if suicide is an option at all.


But I know this….

I know that life is hard… but it is also beautiful.
I know that life is like a rose, beautiful but thorny.
I know that living is all about bravery.
The courageous always choose to live and brave the storm.
We may feel torn about by the turmoils,
But we never give up….
We understand that,
Without "braving the thorns, we shouldn't crave the rose",
We understand that Life comes with challenges as a full package,
We can't avoid one package and expect to enjoy the other.
Life is for daredevils,
Living is just like surfing and riding the Waves.
Life is such a thrilling ride that I don't understand why suicide should even be in the options….

I know that we may get weary of the struggle.
But a brave man never backs down.
A good captain always goes down with his ship.
A ferocious warrior never abandons his troops in the battlefront.
We are Spartans, till death we shall battle.
And when we conquer death,
We shall once again, live.
Riding into the battle with our company.
A company of brave men who dared to conquer.

Dear friend,
Never commit suicide.
Let us gather together as men of honor.
And fight the good fight of life.
Let us be listed among those that vanquished death…
Not among the victims.
When death comes whispering,
Remember your poor mother and battle on.
If death persists,
Remember that dear man who calls you the strength of his loins.
If death resists,
Remember that sibling of yours who will miss you dearly.
If death insists,
Remember those friends that have always been your back bone.
If death still whispers,
Remember those people that said you will not make it.
And move on.
If death still loiters,
Then tell death this; "I ain't doing your job for you, bastard! If you want me dead, then at least have the balls to do it yourself"


Don't ever do death's dirty work for it.


The Begining….

Hurricane Dave.

If death still loiters,
Then tell death this; "I ain't doing your job for you, bastard! If you want me dead, then at least have the balls to do it yourself".
What a great piece of art.the above quote cracked me up.your work no doubt will inspire a lot of peaple going through had times.

crossfm:
If death still loiters,
Then tell death this; "I ain't doing your job for you, bastard! If you want me dead, then at least have the balls to do it yourself".
What a great piece of art.the above quote cracked me up.your work no doubt will inspire a lot of peaple going through had times.

Hope it does

well said