Suicide

So many memories
appear out of no where
urging me to speak my mind
to demand for the untold answers.
My mind and soul are on different sides
they yell and fight over my future.
My eyes look red with tears
the memories stabbing me with love.
Love which I saw so many times
which I embraced happily.
Love which now gives me pain
which now I hide away from fearfully.
Millions of obstacles crowd around me
whispering to me to pass them.
I want to lift my head high
and crush them all
but I'm broken, and can't seem to be fixed,
So, I decide to die.