Whats Suicide? (poem) by Shameeca Funderburk on AuthorsDen

Whats Suicide?
by Shameeca Funderburk → (All Poetry by Shameeca Funderburk)
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What's Suicide?
What’s Suicide? Evil clouds of sin, depression, low self-esteem, formed into a demonic presence roaming that mansion, focusing on one room in particular, rattling the doorknob, desperately seeking to posses this young juvenile’s soul. Listen Can you hear it? “Suicide” Out of no where a little boy appears, gripped with fear, “What is that I see?” he asked, he stood very; very still, he heard a faint whisper “Suicide!” Morning arrives and the young child goes to school softy murmuring, “What’s suicide?” Without delay he asked his friend “What’s Suicide?” his friend replied, “Suicide is when someone tries to kill themselves”. The incident from last night, kept taunting the young lad, his little heart begins to grieve, his sister slept in that room. Sometime passes by; a pleasant memory enters the little boy’s mind, he remembers that night before they went to bed his mother anointed every door in the house, smiling the boy said “You will never get through that door”! *Listen, “Suicide”* Can you hear it?** What’s Suicide? Evil clouds of sin, depression, low self-esteem, formed into a demonic presence roaming that mansion, focusing on one room in particular, rattling the doorknob, desperately seeking to posses this young juvenile’s soul. Listen Can you hear it? “Suicide” Out of no where a little boy appears, gripped with fear, “What is that I see?” he asked, he stood very; very still, he heard a faint whisper “Suicide!” Morning arrives and the young child goes to school softy murmuring, “What’s suicide?” Without delay he asked his friend “What’s Suicide?” his friend replied, “Suicide is when someone tries to kill themselves”. The incident from last night, kept taunting the young lad, his little heart begins to grieve, his sister slept in that room. Sometime passes by; a pleasant memory enters the little boy’s mind, he remembers that night before they went to bed his mother anointed every door in the house, smiling the boy said “You will never get through that door”! *Listen, “Suicide”* Can you hear it?**