I am and I am not.

Sitting there on the table, drinking tea I am just a dot sometimes needed and sometimes not I was dispersing like smoke Scattered like wind a fist full of colour or a misty smog dying the sky or a summer song like in the morn I saw when and it was not when, it was

Suicide

Each and every person has the right to live…say No to suicide! A form of oppression that is not categorised as such. As oppression. It is known to be the voluntary death. But why would someone voluntarily take their own life? This is why there are laws about instigating someone to commit suicide. Do not