Thoughts on Suicide

Thoughts on Suicide

The ultimate sacrifice

The final deed

The last selfish act

Of a life spent in need

So much was wanted

So little received

Or maybe too much thinking

Of things wrongly perceived

Then it all boils up

Till its ready to blow

And it ends here like this

Whats beyond? No one knows

But its too late for that

Its coming up fast

Like a early express train

Not too long to last

And then calmly it arrives

And the fears wiped away

As you welcome in the night time

And kiss goodnight to day

By The Hopeless Writer

P M Jarvis


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