SuicideA Poem by Poet PittinixThis is a sorrowful fiction.Nobody cares whether he
lives or dies, So he loses his reasons
for living The girl he loves doesn’t
love him She turned down his
advances No woman has ever returned
his love He feels as
if he doesn’t fit in with others And sadness is his only
friend He’s ignorant of the sting
of death, But he doesn’t want to
continue living this way Life without love means
nothing to him, So today he’s going to
kill himself He’s standing on the edge
of the roof of a skyscraper A gusty wind is blowing
from the north He’s trembling, and his heart is beating fast Gravity will quickly take
him to the grave And his sorrow will no
longer exist He doesn’t have anyone to
tell goodbye, So he won’t leave a
suicide note Everyone has turned their
backs on him He’s ready to jump to his
death, But he looks across the
roof and sees a woman She’s sitting on the edge
of the roof He had never seen such a
weeping beauty She writes something on a
piece of paper Then she puts the paper in
her bag He knows that she’s about
to commit suicide She gets up to jump off
the roof, Not knowing that someone else
is there. She spreads her arms as an
eagle spreads its wings, And then she closes her
eyes He calls out to her concernedly She looks around with hope
in her eyes And he begins to walk
towards her She changes her mind at
the last minute, But the worst thing
happens She starts to lose her
balance He runs breathlessly to
grab her limb, But unfortunately, he’s
too late He freezes as he watches
her fall to the ground Imagine the thoughts going
through his mind She could’ve been the love
of his life, But the beautiful woman is
gone This adds to his reasons
for wanting to die He lets go of the parapet
and falls like his tears And he flies without wings
to join her in death © 2024 Poet PittinixAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorPoet PittinixKingston, West Indies, JamaicaAboutHi everyone, I'm an author from Jamaica. I write poems, songs, and short stories. Do not send me any private messages. I came here to read and to publish my compositions, not to engage in controver.. more..Writing
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