"The Suicide of Henry B. Damned!"
Between the edge of secrecy
and seething brink of lunacy
there went I to the very deepest
darkest part of me!
I preyed upon my bleakened soul
to bring an end--this was my goal
to every thing that keeps me breathing
deep inside of me!
But in the darkened night of it
I pained--and then I flenched a bit
and what it does to keep me going
is my mystery--
Before the end that was my cause,
the cutting edge it slip--I pause!
my hesitation's left it beating
keeping life in me!
Within it--my own misery
I bring sorbented hope in me
to end this cursed life defeating
all the will in me!
And blackening my mind, I show
the blade just where it has to go
to cut the very heart that's beating
cursed life in me!
(the SHADOW knows---ha ha ha HA HA
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet