Shreeya Dhawal Poet Free verse

Suicide

Hope what is hope? 
Something we all wish for 
But can't get in the end 
In the pool of depression 

In the midst of darkness
I cried and cried 
No one to hear 
No one to smile
No one to have a shoulder on 
No one to cry
I died 
Unhappily 

Gun on the head 
Rope on the fan 
Knife in the hand 
Blood on my hands

If I ever to die 
I die with 
Tears in my eyes
Smile on the face 
Say goodbye 
To those who with

I'm tired of living 
Even my sounds of breathing 
Annoys me to death 

I'm a coward 
Coward to die
Coward to live
Coward to cry

One day I'll die 
A miserable death
That's what I deserve
In this world of mess

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Unseeking Seeker February 15, 2023 at 2:09 AM Sans identity and agenda we are love and light, God’s light. It’s the thought forms we keep reinforcing that becomes an affirmation, the affirmation our destiny. If we can’t fix it ourselves, take help. Life is a gift. Breathe easy, smile more, love ourself and all others.