William Moore Poet Prose Poetry

Dark Depression

Dark Depression 
Suicidal Thoughts
11-18-08
William L. Moore

Let go of all the strife
Just snuff out my life
Make a strong fist
And Slit my Wrist

Make me cry
Hope to die
Call to get help
Only to Yelp

I can not stall
Just end it all
Would anyone care? 
If only I dare

Would someone come by?
To check, to say goodbye
No one would crave
The stink that would Rave

This was written when the whole world was falling down around me.  When life was not 
important any more.

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Carol Sunshine Brown June 28, 2011 at 10:08 AM Thank you for sharing your wonderful poetry with us today William. It was a pleasure to read. Hope life is treating you better now my friend. Have a wonderful inspiration filled day my friend. Love, Carol

Ian Foley June 28, 2011 at 7:46 AM Felt that way. Poetry and Country walks. Used my people who care to talk to. Little drink.Shopped for stimulation. Fished for natural grace and levelled all with returns to the church dispite useless priest in the family. got there.Cannot believe I sucked my brain out out the quagmire of mud and suicidal thoughts to get to this position. Next plan meet someboby nice but make sure you don't let her possible loss get to you. Hope none of this apoplies to you though but if so try it. Rgds Ian F