Arthur Vaso Poet Free verse

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Just Do Not Be

Just Do Not Be



Waves of sadness overflow my heart
I tumble, no care at all for a new start
Buried under autumn leaves
I hug the soil, knowing deeper so much the sweeter to be

I hear a voice over looking me
Don’t be like that!
Get up and carry on
Enough of the silly sadness lets move on…

I am anxious I say
Why they all ask, what’s up your craw?
Not a thing, why nothing at all
Then don’t be like that, DO NOT

I think of ropes, of tall building and fires
I think of ending it all, got no desire
You think I enjoy this feeling that death holds
The answer is always, don’t be like that

How can such educated ones be such fools?
Do they think we choose the sadness, our ugly muse?
Do they think we chose the darkness and always lose?
Shaking with anxiety, I can hardly but move

Don’t be like that echoing in me ears
See a doctor about all these fears?
All I see is the empty glass
Wishing it full, with two more pills to blast

No one really cares about you
I am sure for me this is true
When I was dead, after months I was blue
A year later someone opened the door
I kid you not, they looked and stared
Why did he have to do a thing like that?
From the depths of hell, I laughed and I spat

Before the killing of a thousand deaths
I broke a leg and walked slow at best
They all showed concern, said what can I do?
If they can see the wound
Apparently they may care for you
I replied with a bitter taste in me insides

Don’t be like that





Epilog


I only wanted someone to care
I pulled the trigger
Cause I followed the dare
Now tiss I, covered on the wall
Hasn’t a care in the world
Why none at all

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Jan Allison August 31, 2016 at 1:36 PM Deep and dark sad write Arthur - I can't begin to imagine the inner demons and turmoil of a person being so low they are desperate to end their own life:-( hugs Jan xx

Charmaine Chircop August 31, 2016 at 1:17 AM Cont- He had a massive heart-attack,one many dont survive, but thanks God He did..and its there that He realized He wanted to live, He didnt want to die..and how beautiful is Life. Charmaine Chircop August 31, 2016 at 1:18 AM Powerful sad poem..

Charmaine Chircop August 31, 2016 at 1:15 AM This is sad Arthur ...and anyone feeling this urge to end it all..to use a rope, to shoot himself, to swollow pills,to be gone from a sad life which in tomorrow could turn out to be a beautiful one, should seek help before it is too late. There is help.even help to love ourselves enough, so we feel never alone, even when on our own, in our loniliness... I know , have someone close who suffers from this loniliness.Its my dad. Many times He wished to end it all,till awhile ago...

Tim Smith August 30, 2016 at 10:34 PM Well you took me to the deep end and dropped me in but with both hands tied behind my back, all I could do was stare. Funny thing was you made me at ease. Beautiful tragedy