My son's suicide

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.

Submitted: October 22, 2010

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Submitted: October 22, 2010

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Less than a year ago I lost my son.

I had no idea that he had a gun.

I heard a shot that came from his room.

Now I feel nothing but despair and gloom.

I didn't know that he was capable of doing himself harm.

It hurt like Hell when my son died in my arms.

When it came to his anger and pain, he always hid it.

I cry every day and I still can't believe that he did it.

As they buried him in the ground, it was both painful and grim.

It was partly my fault because I didn't pay enough attention to him.

I can no longer look in the mirror because I see the reflection of someone who I hate.

Please don't neglect your children like I did or you may suffer the same horrible fate.


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