Below is the poem entitled Bitter Suicide which was written by poet
Creekmore. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Feeling so lonely and left in despair;
Suffocating in this thin dry air
That's been stolen from me.
My hope and my love and all of my care
Has desiccated, disseminated, and completely disappeared.
It's been stolen from me.
My heart and soul ache terribly and are forlorn.
I may not live to see another morning.
My life's been stolen from me.
Since I have no life to live anymore,
I might as well say goodbye, but
My words have been stolen from me.
So confused; I don't know what to do.
One thought remains: to end the pain.
My serenity has been stolen from me.
I run with this one thought in mind.
I end it all in bitter suicide.
My perseverance has been stolen from me.
I leave a note with just a few lonely words.
In tear-blotted ink a single line did read:
Everything's been stolen from me.