A Suicidal Poem by Marvin Brato Sr
A Suicidal
Is it not that life is precious?
Each person must be cautious
In venturing life's pathways,
To be alive and happy always!
Yet reality reveals the fact:
Life is not made to be tact.
It is liken to a running wheel,
From the top goes downhill!
Man is born emotional,
That sometimes is irrational!
He finds life is quite unfair,
Adversities he can not bear!
Frustrations are quite consuming,
It worsens to self discriminating.
Until depression eats the mind,
Forgetting all self worth behind!
Feeling worthless is serious,
It makes a person delirious.
One's foresight is meaningless,
Feeling loss and feels hopeless!
No other recourse but to cut,
All dreams by slicing the gut!
Suicidal instinct is terminal dare,
To end all troubles so be aware!
Good penning, poignant poetic offering Marvin. I am so glad I read beyond the title, you convey emotions well and show with positivity the option that life holds. HG: -) xx
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4/24/2024 5:23:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Enjoyed feeling worthless is serious - its like something in the air, loss of purpose seems to lead to loss of discipline and self respect. Good work