Do They Care?

[Pogiforce-14]

Before I leave PC for good, I wanted to tell everyone how I am feeling, how full of sadness I am at this moment, unexplainable, raw emotion that has no source I can understand. This Poem is my departing remark, the last thing I will say before I leave this forum for good. PC is just too much for me to tolerate now.

Will They Care?
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If I am no longer there,
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If I turn my back and walk away,
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Never to be seen again,
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a shadow in the distance,
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will they notice?
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What if I am shackled to a chair,
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Weighted with sand bags,
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sinking into the ocean?
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Will they try to help me?
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Or will they keep their clothes dry?
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If the cold steel of a vice squeezes around my skull,
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making the bones crack and my ear drums explode,
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Will they save me?
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Or do they love bloody spectacles?
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If I slit my wrists,
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blood floods the floor,
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depression taking my life away,
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my vision fading,
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my veins running dry,
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What will they do?
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Will they even care?​

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And if they don?t,​

and people die by the thousands a day,
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what does that say about humanity?
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Does it kill itself?
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Or are we simply not meant to live on this Earth?

I wish I knew. But all I can do is ask:​

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Do they care?​