By: Ian Masters & Travis Ralston
Within the next few moments your eyes will grace
A story that sadly is all too often true
The tale of a person in a predicament
An everyday person like me or you
Overwhelmed by internal turmoil
His conscience pulls him in every direction
A very important decision is to be made
But his values are twisted and distorted by depression
"Look at yourself," said the demon, "you are worthless, you are nothing"
"Why don’t you just end it all? You have no reason not to end the suffering"
"Nobody loves you," the demon urged, "no one really cares"
"Think of all those times you needed someone to talk to and no one was ever
there"
"Please listen,” said the angel to him
"A few words is all I ask, thou shall see"
"A life so precious, only you hold the key"
Silence still, is all that came to be
"Think of the possibilities," he urged, "the pain will be gone"
"You will finally have revenge on those who have done you wrong"
"Son, I know you can tell," the fiend continued, "that you do not belong
here"
"Think long and hard," he evilly persisted, "who would lament if you were to
disappear?"
The angel cried, "listen my son, and find"
"Life can carry many a burden, but can also be kind"
The angel spoke a heavy tone, "this, a mistake, denied"
"Your life too wonderful, too defined"
"You are no longer a child," the demon whispered seductively into his ear
"All those promises were lies, dreams are broken, I know you are tired of
living in fear"
"So save yourself, there is nothing here for you," the creature persisted,
continuing to fill his mind
"You do not deserve an existence such as this, this agony will follow you as
long as you are alive"
"I know these times can be trying"
"But my boy, nothing is worth dying"
"Just take in a deep breath, and step away from the edge"
The angel calmly said,"Let me help you to god's ledge"
"Suicide," said the demon loudly, "it is the only means"
"I promise you son, the pain will depart, end this now and you will be free"
“Think long as hard as long as you wish, what is it that you have worth
living for?”
“Liberate yourself from this wretched existence, do so and you will be
special once more”
“You are a child of god,” the angel pleaded, “do not choose to be one of the
damned”
“How can you give up on life?” the angel asked, “you scarcely know it, you
are youthful, barely a man”
“How do you know that things are not to improve? Perhaps a love is near to
being born”
“Why choose to die when all is possible? Hope is what can save you from all
of life’s scorn”
“How can you live with this hole in your soul?”
“How will you put up with these problems you cannot control?”
“It is obvious you are broken, you must be tired of living this lie”
“Boy, make the pain go away, you must give up on this life”
"Take my hand my son, and I will lead you back on the path"
"No longer will you have to fear death's wrath"
"Think of all who you will leave behind"
"Do not allow your feelings to blind"
“Deep in you heart lad, you know you are done”
“Go ahead and do it, pick up the gun”
“Think of all your so called friends”
“They care not for you, where are they now?”
“Pull the trigger and you shall have your revenge”
"Is it worth it, to pull the trigger, and lose all you love"
"What horrible thing could be eating away so much that you could not ask for
help from above?"
"My son, help can be from any source, don't hesitate to ask"
"Think over the world, and know your life will last"
He awaited, the feelings of both soaking in
"Do not allow your life to end on the path of sin"
"Come to me, and I will take you back to god's hand"
"Step away from the pain, and into the promised land"
“Where was this divine devotion when your tears were hitting the ground?”
“Now that you have decided to free yourself this angel is suddenly around”
“You have nothing left, your dreams are as shattered as your broken heart”
“Do not listen to this angel of lies, listen to me, I have been here from
the start”
The boy was tiring of uncertainty; he picked up the gun and closed his eyes
“I cannot take this,” he screamed in a rage, “all that I am is going to die”
The demon began to smile; it seemed as if he had succeeded in his evil work
But desperately the angel spoke, and the boy relented as he heard these
words
“The very day your mother yielded you life, she said a silent prayer”
“She asked that we would always protect you, and that you would always know
she cared”
“Your mother has passed, she now sleeps with angels, but her promise we will
always keep”
The boy was flooded by all this emotion and at the thought of his mother he
began to weep
Upon hearing this, the boy relented, throwing the gun onto the floor
In the midst of all this pain he felt a torture never felt before
He had to make a decision the uncertainty was horrible
And so he chose to end it all, a decision so deplorable
He apologized to his mother before slowly placing the gun to his head
And with the pull of the trigger by his trembling finger the troubled boy was dead
So ends this sad tale with another boy who will never grow to become a man
Looming above him, evil is victorious as the angel shakes the devil’s hand