Decision

The cowards’ way out?
Hell no! 

It’s a goddamn hard thing to do.

Being drunk helps.
Clouded reasoning is a plus.

It takes time to plan a way and a place.
Whether to leave a note? 
Who will find my remains? 
What about those who love me so much?

Not a flash or knee-jerk moment.

It’s a goddamn hard thing to do.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Ashley Avatar
July 19, 2018 at 10:00 AM
Larry, your emotions reflect a genuinely and devastatingly sad reasoning but they are beautiful in their anguished expression.. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan
Logan Avatar
July 19, 2018 at 12:08 PM
Thank you Susan.
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