The End (poem) by John Rockie Coppolella on AuthorsDen

The End
by John Rockie Coppolella → (All Poetry by John Rockie Coppolella)
Wednesday, May 27, 2015 Rated "PG" by the Author.

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This is what a defeated soul is like, with utter deconstruction of a confidence unmatched among fools, for the fool lies to himself, but believes it with all his heart.
Walk away. Leave it all in the hands of the monsters. Sell everything you own. Move away to a foreign land. Make a mockery of all you believe in. Leave all behind. A systematic loss of hope is into daily doses delivered. Chip away. Blast the conditions of the heart and mind. Erode the stability of the resilient spirits that defy death. Take momentous confidence and indefatigability away. Turn the victorious heart into a laughing stock for fools. Punishment for caring and believing rots the living soul. Decaying. The beasts of fields devour the broken orbs. Collapsed in a heap. Believe the fable not it is finished! Cancelled my soul lies in despair. Finished. I am death.

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on May 29, 2015

Damn but I know the feelings herein spoken of...but I also see that you are coming back from the brink, so have on me a tasty intoxicating drink...that should make you feel better...& thanks for your comment on my recent posting and its great to see you writing again...good luck, starperson...-e-

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on May 28, 2015

That is a most profound piece of defeat that I've read in a very long time. It is interesting that some readers are taking it personally (for you). And your message leads me to believe that you have come very close to the "end." And by doing so, have insight into the process of dying.

While reading it reminded me to never get so desperate. I think it is much simpler to give what organs one has left to those needing them, and cut life off cleanly and less painfully, than letting it run its course until all resources and all strength is completely gone.

Ron

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on May 27, 2015

5-27-2015

You Aren't Dead Until
You Are Dead!

Like Make Best Of What You
Got Until!
TRASK...

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Sadly, I have to agree with you, Rockie. Each day seems to bring ever more disappointments. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by John Coppolella

From the author: This was written as expression of deep grief at having the curtain pulled down on some illusions of life, before I was ready to know those truths. I am OK and the writing is a catharsis for me. IT is the only way to fly!

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

What's up Rockie??? Why are you saying The End????

Sandie

Reviewed by Tom poesyco.th@gmail.com

Rockie ...

FINI ???