The Suicider's Word

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Suicide, a topic that always has raised immense criticism on various grounds from innumerable thinkers and researchers making the accused as a coward. everything turns materialistic after the soul leaves the body. but none thinks what must have made that poor guy take this step.
I made an effort….have a look…..

I am not a coward,
since I walked fields,
I am just tired,
as I my every bit.

I am left with nothing,
no support to cry,
and when I lean back,
I find endless pitch of lies.

world was opposite to me,
when I restored as free,
looking them at different angle,
turning out demons ignoring my pleas.

when I have my own mind,
who are you for me to listen,
feelings are wrapped,
I am surrendering for his prison.

forget the love,
even mercy is denied,
every word is fake,
every promise was lied.

just don’t listen this,
this is not a fairy tale,
this is my hidden mystery,
this is my scary pain.

none is mine, I am none’s,
whom shall I live,
bidding goodbye to all,
ending life I exit……

 


Submitted: July 24, 2013

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poemgirlpaige

Sad :/ but really good!

Wed, July 24th, 2013 3:32pm

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hey thanzxxxx..... for dictating the praise...but yes I would certainly want to hear some ways that could certainly make my writng good.....expct a rply soon...:)

Thu, July 25th, 2013 10:03pm

Criss Sole

This made me feel rather sad, but it was a powerful poem. Well written.

Sat, July 27th, 2013 6:29am

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I am really thankful for your reply......a heart bounted thanks for your appreciation.....

Sun, July 28th, 2013 12:03am

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