Distant HelpA Poem by Thomas FitzgeraldThis is a piece I felt compelled to write in response to the upsurge of suicide among gay teens in America, help stop the pain.The light flashes quick against candles open, Poured silence in a mind of fighting sounds, No way out for men turned children by others, Tragic life now scorched and seated bound.
The road lingers high with thought of escape, Teenagers laugh and taunt as they pander, Eyes droop and fill with scalding salted tears, Those thoughtless demons a weapon slander.
Help is distant to those unable to ask for it, I kneel slowly in bathrooms no longer clean, The knife slits flesh open with careless ease, Pain leaves the mind the happiest it's been.
Goodbye to all those that turn a blind eye, Suicide a mere concept to ones in power, Governments slay each other without notice, May their ignorance turn heads so very sour. © 2011 Thomas FitzgeraldAuthor's Note
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Added on October 19, 2011Last Updated on October 19, 2011 AuthorThomas FitzgeraldWexford, Leinster, IrelandAboutTo all who know by now - I love you. For those that don't, I review a lot of work on here, and I expect the same in return, friend me but make sure to have conviction! I'm a horror writer mostly bu.. more..Writing
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