In The End There's Just Me Poem by Noah Body

In The End There's Just Me



The noose is loose, cessation induce
A lead pellet will end the mad zealot
A lungful of gas to bring it to pass
Bottles of pills will end all the ills
A date with a wall in response to it's call
Swan dive in the river an end will deliver

A myriad of ways to end all these days
The angel of mercy refuses perversely
Yet hell's own demon makes me a freeman
In the grave is found life and end of the strife
It's time to be selfish when evermore is hellish

When other's count more your needs you ignore
It perpetuates hell when in a vacuum you yell
To bleed to spare them pain is worse than insane
Does self's agony count when it they discount
They'd see you in anguish so painfree they languish
In the end there's just me to set myself free

Thursday, July 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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