My personal story of a great friendship, lost to suicide until I spoke to his soul many years later, which conversation saved my life from being ruined by depression the following year, which I wrote for suicide awareness and prevention, and which incorporates the work of Viktor Frankl, deserves a boost: https://medium.com/illumination/dizain-of-suicide-72bcde4dc8d8 It starts with this poem I penned for the story:
We Are Only As Sick As Our Secrets
Suicide provides no relief at all
On ledge imagining end to my pain
Pavement streaming toward me will not end fall
Just before break solution becomes plain
My penance to help others to refrain
Thought my loved ones better off without me
Truth’s too likely they’ll header into sea
Had I known that death cannot be cheated
Baring deep secrets would cure malady
Death would not have left loved ones defeated