Last Exit of Lost Souls

The poem I have written that sums up the thoughts of a Lost Soul contemplating the ultimate sacrifice, when faced with the failure of society to help

 Last Exit of Lost Souls

 

The sharpest of blades cut the flesh

It spurts and gushes forth, the red elixir of life

Goodbye my Wife

Last exit of a lost soul

 

Sleeping pills and alcohol consumed with haste

Is it enough to slip away and never wake?

Goodbye my Son, I am sorry I lost my fight, the darkness finally won

Last exit of a lost soul

 

The rope is sturdy and strong

The noose tightens around the neck

One last leap and the column of life snaps

Goodbye my Daughter I lost my battle and this was the only way out of which I never had a doubt

Last exit of a lost soul

 

The long hose connects the pipe

In through the window make sure it’s sealed tight

On starts the engine and fumes fill my vehicular tomb

Breath long, breathe deep, soon, very soon, the longest and painless sleep

Goodbye my friends, take care of my dearest don’t think of me as cowardly.

I fought the silent fight for years and knew from within that it would end in a river of tears

Last exit of a lost soul

 

They are not to blame, society should hold their collective heads in shame

Where is the understanding, support and guidance treated all too readily as a stigma?

We are sick, lost and dark and not an enigma

Help us, understand that we are not alone and can find the light

Reassure us that you will stand by our side, face the darkness and fight the good fight

We are lost souls who need not take our own life

But wait until our time is naturally right

Happy, loved, content, never having to be surrounded by darkness too tired and weary to lament