Chapter 9: The Suicide Conundrum

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

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We are told it is a sin,

And we will not be forgiven. 

If our lives, we have taken,

A suicide is to be mistaken. 

Some say just to end it all,

Is a souls complete downfall. 

But there are times I want to quit,

And pledge that that's the end of it.

For life is not an easy thing,

For those who will not kiss the ring.

We work and toil to please our betters,

Who wouldn't care unless we're debtors.

The cries for freedom is enticing, 

Like licking up the extra icing,

But that is just a pipe dream too,

A carrot dangling for me and you.

As a worn out cog in this machine, 

I want to make a break that's clean.

And soon be replaced by another one,

Whose realization is just begun.

That days are numbered, with the sun,

That will not rise on everyone. 



Submitted: September 14, 2021

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