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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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Marion

Such angst captured Al...it is a big problem.isnt it....male suicide for whatever reason...😔😔

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