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Hope

Stumbling through life with troubled soul ...
heavy hearted
Trying to grasp the softly flickering flame
Before all that's left
of this tallow of hope ...
is the smoldering ember
of a flame left to die.
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
I wrote this many years ago after seeing a dear friend struggling with the direction his life was heading ... he had lost all sense of being and had become suicidal ... he had given up on life ... he had given up on himself ... eventually the situation became too much for him to cope with and one evening he after a evening with his closests friends ... he took his life ... I never want anyone to experience that kind of despair ... We must never forget that there is always HOPE ... without it we cease to exist ... This is for you Mark my dear friend ... I wish things could have been different

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Comments (2)

Odette67
Stumbling through life with troubled soul ...
heavy hearted
Trying to grasp the softly flickering flame
Before all that's left
of this tallow of hope ...
is the smoldering ember
of a flame left to die.

So many young people seem to be taking their own lives these days..More often it is young men..I think men bottle things up more than woman. A young girl just took her life because of bullies..Some people have no feelings for how other people feel..they pick on people for no reason.
purple heart
Poetnumber1
I think this world tends to get the better half of you.I can certainly relate to this poem,for i can see much of myself in Mark when i was much younger.But keeping troubles bottled up does no good.cheers
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