Book excerpt:
Session One

The therapist asked, Why ?
Why do you want to die?
Is there some mystery you cannot solve?
Or feeling or reason or emotion you cannot absolve?

The reason kind sir, I can speak
For this world, I guess, I am too meek
As to the reason I want to die
I shall surely tell you the reason why

My life is over and so I desire
To commit my body to the fire
God is silent to my prayer
I feel as though I am speaking to the air

There are no comforting arms to hold me tight
No loving voice to say so in the night
No welcome to my call
Or entrance at my answer to her call

This would not be so bad says I
But the Bible denies all others until I die
Condemned to live alone with her, or without
When we speak our differences we too easily shout

To speak or silence I know the loss
She lives and behaves as though she is boss
I earn too little for her buying
I am too easily content with my low pay shes crying

So a cold shoulder I do earn
No, affection, so I burn!
Even flowers and a hug
Ill be asked what do you want, and theres a bug

Bury the feelings into a pit
The feelings only crawl out of it
Deeper feelings into the bowels of my being
They only creep out and send me reeling

Think and reason, can I do, but empty, I am impaired
The more I search, no options, none, I am despaired
To deny the loneliness I cannot cure
The ever-tightening emotional noose knot I have to endure

I have balanced my hopes and dreams
Against the loveless stress, it is heavier it seems
To end my life others benefit the more
Donate my organs, and thoughts for others to explore

How cold it is and none to warm
There is no heat for me in any form
In a sense I am dead
My life is as valueless as lead

There is no virtue in the living
So I will die in my last giving
That is the reason I want to die
Selfish? Perhaps, but Ive said no lie

My energies cannot fight these things
They all the more closely to me clings

I wish to end my life
For the benefit of others and end my strife
That is why, Sir, why
I want to die

You say you want to die
The weight is crushing you, you cry
I would propose a possible solution
A way of seeing a peaceful resolution

Understand the pain you suffer and the words you utter
Our compound sins create the gold and the gutter
To be self-righteous is the worst kind of blindness
Looking down or looking up, it is still short sightedness

Be aware you have a soul for heaven, and its Maker
To live less than its value insults its Creator
To see our choices for good or evil, we knowing little of our life
Did I, we, decide right and wrong, our souls reflections of strife

You are right to live without Love, is a great pain
To find it faithful and true a great gain
The pain isnt illusion, neither the glory of Truth
Please do not speak of falsehood, that is uncouth

Faith in the Bible an illusion, a delusion many have said
You will find Truth, to late when you are dead
I understand you wish to die, in living we may have to take a dive
I want to help you see, God, others and yourself how to be alive
Feelings motivate us to action and to muse
Knowledge gives us facts to use
Wisdom is the use of such
The choices of the soul, beliefs do much

Feelings come and feelings go
Perspectives changes the facts we know
Wisdom tempers the speed we act
Times change, pain, pleasure its hard to keep our pact
(pact = marriage vows)

Feelings are as weather, blows softly or in gusts
Knowledge is limited to what motivates us
Wisdom is the ability to move according to the truth we known
Actions, our beliefs in motion; what truth embraced is our grown