For the 70%
Many male suicides are men cut off from their kids

It's raining
The kids are crying
Their mumma is taking them and leaving me behind
The neighbours have complained about all her shout
And now the landlord's kicking me out
I did all I could
I begged and scavanged food
I worked for any sum
I tried so hard
So this day wouldn't come
What futile exhaustion with such pathetic result
What's the point of living
When life treats me as a joke
I get laughed off stage like an unprofessional clown
Seems I only entertain
When you get to watch me drown
What's so fucking wrong with me
That I deserve such nasty torment
I just wanted a straight future
But now the path is bent
And broken like a bridge
That's been blasted in a war
And the way to love and happiness is totally out of reach
Behind a crude and frightening wall
My saliva tastes like loss
And my tears are acid burn
My heart has froze like ice
Just get me off this world!
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Great poem.
Such angst captured Al...it is a big problem.isnt it....male suicide for whatever reason...😔😔