This poem was found on the body of my friend who commited suicide 3 days ago. I felt like it needed some kind of posting somewhere.... Pencil Amongst Crayons Eating away at my life Like a cancer from within, The hatred spreads And Depression grows, My organs dripping with sin. My soul’s been damned, All hope’s been lost, But I stand here nonetheless. An empty shell in an empty world, I’m a sin that can’t be confessed. Mute and deaf, blind and dumb, Maddened by disease, Unloved and unwanted, I reek of naiveté. Black and white, With touches of gray, My life is pointless, So I take it away.
I'm sorry man. I always find it interesting how poems like that are so well done, maybe it's all the emotion put into them. Unfourtunatly in this case it was sad emotion
Ain't it the truth. 'Twas very beautiful. I think if I ever decided to take my own life (not that I would, nor am I contemplating it), it would end with a poem. It would feel right.
Perhaps you could get it published and give the money raised to a charity like the Samaritans that help people at their lowest moments and are, therefore, sometimes able to prevent such terrible things happening.
i'm sorry, man. it's beautifully written, and I can actually relate on some past buried rather-not-think-about-it level... it's like a letter from my past, come back to remind me not to be one of the cruel tools of a cruel world.
thank you all. he wrote poetry all the time, and I think he was very good at it. He had severe depression and had a manic episode of some kind, and took a gun to his head. He was one of my best friends, but I'm happy his nightmare is finally over. I think I'm going to collect a bunch of his poems into a collection of some kind....
Deep, very deep...I'm sorry for your loss. Written words can say a lot more than spoken ones can sometimes. This poem is very intense, and very well written. You mentioned how he has a number of poems written, I think it would be an excellent idea to get a collection together. Maybe his poetry can touch other's lives, and maybe make them feel like someone else can relate to how their feeling. I went through a deep depression earlier this year. I attempted something similar to what your friend, unfortunately succeeded in. I feel your pain, because my grandfather took himself away from this world, and I know the impact something like that has. If you ever need to talk just send me a PM. Much love and peace to your aching heart.
Fantastic I hope you dont mind but I made some christmas cards and put your poem on them to make the season a bit jollier Ps all the cards had Merry Christmas and a picture of a robin on a snowy branch of a christmas tree with all the kids reading your poem out around it
