Frank F. Atanacio Poet Dramatic Verse

After Suicide

Her soul floated aimlessly,
death, she wondered,
will it be peaceful,
will it be calm?
She stole her own existence,
she stole her own life,
left behind in reality for her family to see,
was the blood stained knife,
and her answer to “ TO BE OR NOT TO BE!”

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Michael Degenhardt January 9, 2009 at 9:06 AM From first hand experience with the subject, there is no answer to the last line. The details in this are clear and very well expressed, making for an excellent write. Michael