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Below is the poem entitled suicide which was written by poet Tom Larrow. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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In the glowing embers, of an evening fire
There dances the last remnants, of my desire

A melancholy, is stirred by an evening breeze
As my lips quivered, I knelt on bended knees

A lonesome howl, is carried upon the breeze
To fan the fire within, flames were sent to tease

As past thought and feelings enveloped my soul
The emptiness inside raged, spirit out of control

I asked him for forgiveness of my imperfect soul
Even as I tried climbing out of this dark, black hole

The stench of burning flesh, I carry everywhere
Since I fell from your grace, into this pit of despair

Let the fire of life dwindle and as the night air cools
I feel it's warmth leave my body and forms into pools

All I pray is that pain and sadness felt is left behind
Is this really a sane act or thoughts of an insane mind

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  1. Date: 5/8/2013 8:07:00 AM
    wow... an amazing piece

  1. Date: 5/5/2013 10:34:00 PM
    I am concerned to read this disturbing piece Tom, why ever would you be writing such things? I think that 'civilisation' is on that path however..' as for yourself you have much better stuff inside you than this..! And I am rebuking and binding any evil around you in Jesus name God bless.. Joe..)

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    Date: 5/6/2013 1:52:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    No fear Joe, I was trying to put myself into the eyes of innocents plunged into conflict by bombings, in other countries where there is no Freedom, for a glimpse of what they may be feeling. God Bless the all
  1. Date: 4/28/2013 4:52:00 AM
    A very real and touching poem you have penned here. This is a topic so many people choose-- sad reflection of the loneliness inside. Most poets are deep like that. Always remember-- each of us was made for a unique purpose to fulfill-- God's promise to us.