Suicide - IV - The Ultimate Demise

When pain surpass the tolerance

 

Standing on the edge,

I gazed the sky,

Cried shoddily in rain,

Finally jumped & tossed to die.

 

Touched earth with a bang,

The collision was implausible,

A sudden jerk to body,

Senses lost fervour & became indiscernible   

 

Now the devastation is bleeding,

Enactment failing its recourse,

 Cavernous pain cries aloof,

Time out for any remorse.

 

Eyes bleeding feebly,

Tears exterminating from soul,

 It’s time to bury alive,

RIP to my body in shoal.

 

This incessant pain is unbearable,

Give thy soul relief,

Beseeching ultimate respite,

Hopping on departed belief.

 

Pain killers dying insanely,

Not even breath can hold its weight,

Mind is alive in pursuit of existence,

Body is exiled & soul devastate.

 

Oh God, I can’t budge my hand,

How do I end my pain for forever?

Even needle stopped sensing,

My pain has turned relentless and unbearable.

 

 My legs are trampled like a can,

Every single breadth paining badly,

I can’t even move my eyes,

Cries have lost power, yet I’m screaming madly.

 

Oh god! This pain seems everlasting,

Can’t tolerate this continual squish,

Every second feels agonizing & dreadful,

Please grant me this ultimate wish.

 

I have tried hard to live,

But these humans are egocentric,

I tried purely from heart,

They constantly busted my belief being frenetic.

 

Even my love shredded her promise into pieces,

Left me aloof in pain,

My self-consciousness died there,

I whimpered, Oh lord! Why me again?

 

   

 

 A final sorry to my Mom from my soul,

I have lost the battle of hope,

I love you more than me,

That’s why I fell in this grope

 

Arrogant heart is sluggishly beating,

I can listen to those sighs,

The tolerance has lost the battle

Oh Lord! I am begging my “Ultimate Demise”

 

 

 

  

 

 

     

Author's Note

A begging for the ..... end....with pain :-)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

" A final sorry to my Mom from my soul,
I have lost the battle of hope,
I love you more than me,"
Suicide leave great pain behind. I like the way you added the mother into the story. I lost two brothers to suicide. They left no good bye notes. Just killed themselves and told the world to f**k off. A powerful poem. Suicide open the door to great conversation with more questions then answers. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[may]

Its profound! Amazing !

[$êlvån]

Nyc attempt:)

[just is]

Goodness, this is sad really, such hearttugging adventure.
Very nicely written.