An Alternative to Self-Mutilation

This is a poem I wrote about my views on life and death while I was in a depressed state.

This sadness,
This debilitating sorrow,
will someday end.

I am seeking the blinding light,
of a doorway of white,
which I will soon pass through.

This luminous doorway,
is beckoning me.
It's beckoning me to claim my freedom,
and my salvation from the demons,
and the shadows that inhabit this prison.

This prison is life,
Life which begins beautifully,
eventually becomes a neverending abyss,
wrought with darkness and chains.
We should save ourselves!