A boy of only 16

Its not your time to die;
Its not your time to join the angles;
In the velvet sky;

Your talents you always hide.
Be positive
You always see the bad side.

You play with death like a game
Please you must understand
If you leave nothing will ever be the same

I know at the moment things are bad
I know things arent going your way
But one day you will be glad.

That you learnt this lesson so young
You will carry wisdom along your path
Your journey has just begun

So many people care for you here
I know you dont see it now but
As long as Im here you dont need to fear

Youve got so much to give
Youre better than all of this
Youve got so much life to left live

Avoid that circumstance
Where your life is gone
Wheres theres no second chance

You went to the park with a rope in your hand
Late into the night
Dripping with water under a tree you stand

You say this is it.
Bite your lip.
Tighten your grip.
Jump thats it ;

You awake to flash of light
You wonder where you are
The room is white and oh so bright.

Theres writing, you read it and begin to get cold.
'This is not the time
For a boy who is only 16 years old'

And with that you wake to a drop of water upon your face
Open your eyes and see that your still here
And lay where you tried to kill yourself, that very same place

-this poem was written for a very dear friend of mine tyler. and i and i think he would appreciate if you commented or rated this poem; he recently thought of suicide and i wrote him this poem since then he has tried to make sense of his life again please any critisism or praises would be greatly appreciated thank you.-