Pain Messiah
*For a friend who's son decided he had enough of life and ended it. As usual no one knew...*
Stare off into the distance,
School seems to be a life sentence!
Deep down I feel I am paying a penance,
For what crime I beg askance?
On and on, the day does drone,
I am an outcast and all alone!
All cast me with a verbal stone,
For what sins must I atone?
I wish they would stop bullying me,
Please! Just leave me be!
Farce I am made for all to see,
Inside me is the only place I can flee?
Solitary walk homewards bound,
I am lost with nowhere safe to be found!
My anger roars without a sound,
Surging to the cliffs to run aground?
Silently in thought, I sit and stare,
The blood does flow without a care!
Cut upon cut, as I do dare,
Is life not so damn unfair?
Death, I have started to admire,
My release, my Pain Messiah, I desire!
Drained dry, I am ready to retire,
My life is just one vast quagmire?
Alone...I face the beast called life,
Always suffering and at strife!
Treated as an outcast and lowlife,
Is it any wonder I have turned to the knife?
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we lost a 16 yr old relative last year to suicide ....I don't think enough is wrote on this to get the message across to the wider world that children are the worst sufferers in silence .....thank you for this write Phillip ....<3 and hopefully your friend will find some kind of peace <3
I hope too they come to peace. I do not think they will find peace in this life, the best is acceptance of what happened. Glad you liked it.
The poem describes to perfection all the anguish that suffer from those who do not want to live and that without stopping to think about the suffering that will result in those who want them removed life. Live always requires a commitment to life, in a world where millions of people despite the misfortune and misery of their lives struggling to live, take his life appears as an aberration, life has more positive than negative things and is always an adventure live, actually to die ever there is a time... just simply wait. Suicide, apart from an act against nature seems to me a very selfish and negative decision for those who voluntarily cause death, the author says:
“¿Mi vida es sólo un gran atolladero? Solo... Me enfrento a la bestia llamada vida, siempre sufriendo, luchando, y tratado como un paria de los bajos fondos, ¿Hay alguna rareza que haya vuelto al cuchillo?”
Thank you for taking the time to read my poem. I agree suicide is wrong, life is not all that bad. What is wrong with this life is we do not pay attention, we are cruel, unfeeling. We trample on others and do not listen to others woes.
Mucho gracias.