Suicide Club

She wanted love that he wouldn’t give She cried and thought “How can I live?” There was a sullen boy who believed “If I’m gone others will be relieved.” He feels not good enough To much pain and other stuff Then the old man alone in a chair sad blue eyes, grey hair thinking “No one cares.” Rocking, rocking, by the bed, hand full of pills blue and red. A father crying silently listening to an old tune A cigar and Jack Daniels under a full moon He will be long gone before it reaches noon. She who used to be a him Pretty in her own way Carl needed to become Kim Disowned and rejected by mommy and daddy Jim Later she’ll be at the end of her rope attached to a tree limb A dead girl with a needle in her arm Was so innocent once She grew up on a farm but the simple life somehow lost it’s charm Each in their own way arrived at this place Wanting to disappear without a trace Time took its toll lonely occupies this space. A lie without an answer different stories to trace. A sad secret behind every face.