Being in love, being loved, and holding a sense of security
These are the only things that keep people going.
At the end of end of the day
At the end of your life
The only thing that matters
The only thing that is beautiful
Meaningful
is love.
Not fear
Obsession
Jealousy
Anger
Wrath
Depression or
Suicide.
People commit suicide because there is nothing left to keep them going
Nothing making them happy anymore
They don’t feel that their existences are necessary to the world
They don’t feel loved or needed
Even if they are.
Life may seem surreal sometimes
When you drown in your insecurities
When you sink into gloom
Whatever masks you choose to hide behind
Lies you choose to tell
Pride you sulk beneath
You
only ever wanted to be loved
By those that you love.
Everything else
does not compare.
