Listen and read through my encephalon the definition of depression and choose maybe suicide is an option.
What is depression ?
Depression! Depression!! Depression!!!
That stupid stinking foe that runs helter skelter in the succulent vein of human.
Which slow down the rate of the heartbeat from the flow of blood to the brain and control the organ of thought from seeing the goods in stock for future.
That which pumps sadness as the red blood cell and also regurgitate past mistakes as white blood corpuscles to clothe the skin by adding to the cut spot of sadness.
That which control the five senses of organs of man and jail him against performing its daily functions.
I'm not bias in what my encephalon gathers together to portray its reality.
it makes the eye see a beautiful picture portraying death and makes the iris to draw close the beauty of death and makes the eye lashes blink to it's wondrous dangerous gift.
It make the nose smell the delicious delicacy deep down in the second world and makes the mouth to be fed with smell of suicide.
It makes the ears listen sonorously to the sound that is beautifully blown by the trumpet of death and awaken the spirit to be ready to dance to the lyrics of depression by committing suicide.
It makes the skin to stop releasing the toxic in the body and disallow fragrance flowing freely in the atmosphere to sink deep into the belly of the skin.
It makes ones tongue taste the sweet aroma of the melody of death.
To walk on the land seems matching on depression and it tend to lead to suicide.
Inhaling and exhaling the air planted in the atmosphere is taking drip of depression, the rain that pour down showers one the water of depression, the sun is the mother of depression, it nurses drainage of blood and sucking of bone making it perforated.
Depression turns friend to a scary ghost that eye can not see, his words becomes electrocuted and charges ones brain to committing suicide.
Depression ravels the word of God into a dying pills, if one takes it, it makes one get close to slip of suicide.
Stop calling to death with the stick of suicide, rather burn the stick and cast it into oblivion.
I am not telling you suicide is not option but remember suicide is not a friend one can enter business with, you will loose in this world and loose in the hereafter.
By : Ariyo Ahmad
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