The dirt is covering my face.
Going passed the shit that hurts.
Sinking in this dirt so long.
Respite, spite, respite.
I never knew that I’d
be here but just a moment.
Crossing the other side,
there’s pockets to be cleaned out.
Questions with no answers and
answers I can’t abide.
I’ll never get away from me.
You’ll never get away from you.
You’re still in my heart love.
There was no need for suicide.
You took one look and knew
that we’d never change our mind.
If people only realized that suicide is not the end and not the answer. You take your problems with you to the other side and they are much harder to resolve from there...maybe that is the definition or threat of "hell" for those who do take their lives...
In any event...good provocative read my sistah! Come over and see me sometime!
Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem, or so the old saying goes. I have never had a friend or relative commit suicide, but I know what a terrible thing it is for others. Life is a strange journey, and the end comes soon enough.
Janet, As I'm listening to Alan Parson's "To One In Paradise" this poem hits home.
Thank you for this poem and Thank you for responding to my short story. I'm now writing another mystery.
Pam Casteel-Bowman
Bell Helicopter
Janet this poem is really rich in contrasting emotions and situations! It made me read it thrice and I love it! I guess we are all covered with shit and earth somewhere, sometime and by someone...
Loves from Meva
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on May 2, 2004
Janet so glad you are back with us again ... with a topic that cuts to the quick. A plunge into the reality of death that might have been avoided? I surely have no words of wisdom to offer, but I do have sympathy in my heart for you and what happened. Bill Murray
Great emotional writing Jan - but I need a word in private about your participles (but when did we ever talk about grammar in private - hudge,wink)
love
Ian
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In any event...good provocative read my sistah! Come over and see me sometime!
Caryn xoxoxo
Thank you for this poem and Thank you for responding to my short story. I'm now writing another mystery.
Pam Casteel-Bowman
Bell Helicopter
Deep...passionate...write
Thanks for sharing
this wonderful piece
Emmanuel Florial
Loves from Meva
this one chills and haunts too!
love
Ian
Missed ya.
Peg
Glad to read your professional writing.....
Love ya Janet........