End

by madtat29Farmington, New Mexico, USA

Jul 2015 897 Views 5 comments

The End

There was a man so very depressed,
He could not sleep,
He could not rest,
With so much stress upon his chest,
One day the wave came to a crest,
He'd tried his best,
But failed the test,
Lifes mess had left him unimpressed,
Without a word to anyone,
He held his only friend,
His gun,
And put a bullet through his head,
Now that man is dead...
The End

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Posted: Jul 2015

About this poem:

It happens sometimes...

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Comments (5)

Mizzy4Navan, Meath IrelandJul 19, 2015

Very poignant write Tony,
and a bleak reality for
many troubled souls...Alas !

Nicely penned.

Regards Mick.

beautifulyouNew York, USAJul 19, 2015

Yes it happens, mad. So, so sadly it does. The emotion experience of despair can be so strong yet there is something much, much stronger and deeper within every human being. Finding and touching into that something is perhaps our saving grace. And sometimes all it takes to find, so we can touch into, is closing our eyes, breathing, and listening inside the quiet. Truly listening.

Thank you for your share mad. Much Love and Light, always