Suicide (poem) by Linda M Hill on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Susan Sparks (Reader)

Reviewed on October 13, 2003

Linda: My mother shot herself to death when I was just eleven. This is painful for me to read and it's even more painful for me to write right now. My mother was such a sweet woman. She loved Siamese cats. I have a Siamese cat lamp that was hers. She died when she was 46--the same age I am now. You have done a wonderful job with this poem. You have to be incredibly empathetic to be able to write something like this.

Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green

Reviewed on May 6, 2003

...and loved ones are left in the cold...but we don't judge, do we? Many people call suicide cowardly, but to me, it depends. One of my loved ones...he was brave, let's put it that way. Unbearable is unbearable. Whether you have felt these feelings yourself -- and I pray you have not --, or are writing with someone else in mind, you understand. And it h u r t s. But you are doing what you can. Be proud! Phyllis

Reviewed by Jacqueline VanZandbeek (Reader)

Reviewed on April 22, 2003

Oh I do hope this is only a poem about suicide. I felt the painful words also the screams of the silence. The darkness, demons and the raw pain I know all too well.
This was written very clearly. I just hope it is not real!
Jacqueline

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on April 22, 2003

CHILLING! :( ((((HUGS)))) hope this is FICTION! please email me if you need to talk! Love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :(

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)

Reviewed on April 22, 2003

Linda this is a powerful look into the despair that causes people to do anything to end it, trust it is fiction but is very realistic.

Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)

Reviewed on April 22, 2003

That's only the begining of the pain, and as Trask said, you would be starting over when the objective is to get to the end.

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on April 22, 2003

Linda, awesome write. I could feel the pain in your heart and the cold steel on your temple. You did a wonderful job with this one my friend.

Reviewed by Sandoo

Reviewed on April 22, 2003

One who sin always think of Suicide ...
One who worry of sin always think of Suicide ...
Give your life to god ..
Stop Think Of Suicide ...
Think of your success in life ...
You have a lot to do ...
Your Dream to become the best poet ...
Dont you remember that ...
Care your dream with lot purity ... You may win the race ...
Wish you all the best ...

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on April 21, 2003

Linda, Sweet Linda, I truly hope this is just one of your fantastic poems, which you pen so well, and not any premeditated dark thoughts, We love you, there is always someone that love you, Tony Martin sang a song in the 50's " For every man there's a woman, and for every woman, there's a man"

Love & Peace ....William

Reviewed by na na (Reader)

Reviewed on April 21, 2003

Linda, give me a spiritual hug and pull it together Lady. You are being very dark in your offerings. This is not good for you. Bill

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on April 21, 2003

You have explained suicide very well
Some just can't deal with life
Everyone has thought about suicide, but to
dwell on it leeds to an end.

Reviewed by the phantom pheonix (Reader)

Reviewed on April 21, 2003

this was a powerfully dark and troubled poem i know this fiction but speaks out so much nice job on this one

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on April 21, 2003

I tried and failed, against the odds, but now so glad I failed, I can empathise with this write..

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on April 21, 2003

Hi Linda:

I think we all have to think of some values of our lives. Everyone was born for a reason. God loves you, and many of your friends love you.

The irony:

We also have to put values on others, and perhaps care for others. In this way, we don't have to wait for others to put values in us, for we know we are valuable to ourselves and as well as everyone else.

Back to your poem:

It is sooooo well-done! The feeling of self-pity and self-destruction is all there. You have described the state of mind of someone who might be in this situation very well. The readers can feel with you, pity the author. You have managed this write very well. Hope this was just fictional. Wonderful work!

Sandie Angel :o) a.k.a. May Lu $*_*$

Reviewed by Tony Nerone (Reader)

Reviewed on April 21, 2003

Why do write such nonsence? Your answer to your problems is inside you my lovely friend. You are NOT UNLOVED!!
LOVE YF
Tony

Reviewed by TRASK

Reviewed on April 21, 2003

4-21-03

Suicide Means:

You Will Have To Come Back & Do It ALL Over Again,i.e. Maybe KILL YOURSELF a MILLION TIMES
Simply Because __You Do Not Die!

But, (God ) Guarantees You will Feel The PAIN!

EXCELLENT__

TRASK