A poem by Christopher Oreva

A suicide is like a pebble in a pond. The waves ripple outward.
Visually, when u see a pebble drop into a pond,
It’s something small that
Makes a big impact.
However, just because u are depressed or your heart was broken, and it just leaves u feeling isolated, as if u are facing this alone; or just becos u struggled openly with health concern, however, dose not create an avenue for u to take the life u didn’t create.
if so, u ‘re a thief.
Mind u, u ‘re a caretaker. I mean, u were assigned to take care of God’s property, and not to spoil it.
Frankly, when someone dies by suicide, the aftermath opens up an immediate opportunity to hell.
Secondly, when someone die by suicide, the people impacted most dramatically are those closet to the person who died; friends, co-workers, classmates. As a result, the people who interacted regularly with the individual who ended their life will miss the physical presence of that person and typically feel the loss.
Mind u, if the person is a celebrity it can have a wide spread impact.
For those who have lost their love ones to suicide, hearing of another death by suicide can be triggering and emotionally draining.
Perhaps, the worst ripple effect is that once a family member completes a suicide, it gives permission to other family members to do the same.