To all those who thought about it and lived.....

Silence
While suffocating, she struggles to recognize her voice
Too many demanding favor in her choice
The face cold, the body dull, the hands moist
Left is no strength for which to hoist
With Intent to oppose dissension she rejoiced
Afterward realizing she had only thought she fled
Silence, a panicked woman demands emancipation from dread
Meaning to fight with all might until the light was spread
Desiring to live instead
With uncertainty heeded and therefore drank lead
In the moment far beyond a thread
Thrown into the abyss unable to tread
Starving, scavenging for sustenance from books she read  
Where truth would assume form of nourishing bread
In the time of last breathe her spirit was fed
To combat the evil born of ignorance and torture bred
Lost amongst loud debating in head
To be released from the body her soul quietly pled
Higher being to the aid and those voices sped as they saw red
True manifestation of justice pulled ahead
Accepting death she lay comfortable in bed
Remaining voice finally being her own softly said
Silence
They were wrong in the direction they lead
The advice was faulty, for you were Never Dead
Return to life
Know that your being would always suffice, I charge you never consider twice
You were created in all existent beauty and should never be sacrificed