Upon Wanting to Die
There is nothing random here
believe me darling ..
Death would not become you
since you are,
as yet, far too alive and anyway
I would surely
miss you, oh’ so very dearly ..
No doubt for the
eternity you think it offers ..
However, if you
would but swear on oath,
to eventually
return, as and when, that is ..
Then I shall teach you
all you need to know, to explore
the wilderness of it ..
Until such time as your curiosity
is well and truly sated
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A fine write N.
Now KP does not want to die, but she looks like an old 'death warmed up' trout! lol.
I bet you are both very happy together really
Yes, a love-hate relationship. heehee.
The trout's gone rotten. What a pong! KP's not washed for ages. She's saving water. lol.
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I've given pragmatic thought to suicide many times but haven't done (obviously) .... saving for a true emergency like fatal cancer or an asteroid coming our way but your words would surely stop the most convinced among us. It would take the thought of someone else's pain ........... this was masterful.......
thank you so much Lorna, and please excuse the late response I am feeling very much under the weather .. Neville
So sorry........... hope someone is putting a cold cloth on your head....... they always do that in the movies....... feel better.
Oh Nev - a title to ponder and then read on. - -If ever seeing a similar need. exploring the "wilderness" of life would surely catch the curiosity of one wanting death - an example of true care put into tender poetic language that touches the heart - the phrase " Death would not become you" brought this reader near tears........x
How very kind Fay, many thanks as always .. sorry for my late response but am feeling a bit poorly .. x
Its message of hope and love is a reminder that even in the darkest moments, there is always someone who cares and is willing to help.
You sir are bang on target .. many thanks Mott ..
Such a difficult write dear friend, it is hard to understand a state of mind where life is so intolerable that death seems the answer to a prayer. The healthy brain cannot conceive of such a thing, and yet it does strike the vulnerable. You write so beautifully of the other, who will hold onto that person with compassion and understanding, until the dark cloud passes. Very powerful dear Nev!
I am so glad you approve, thanks a million Bella ..
(the amount of times
the writes we choose to share, feels in-sync
amazes me, Hyung
must be something in those grey clouds
we ponder beneath)
what is it about ending's, that intrigues
our imagination's muse, time n again
we ponder and boldly fantasize
yet
to glimpse our panicked faces, when merely
slipping, upon fate's banana skins
it makes one realise
that distance of theory, in aftermath
of our inevitable finite
is what really, entices us
running to escape
unwilling to comprehend, the weight
of our looming goodbyes:
'I would surely
miss you, oh’ so very dearly ..
No doubt for the
eternity you think it offers ..'
(your empathetic artistry
at its irresistible, subtle best)
Even from this sick bed I feel compelled to send you my heart felt thanks brother Mek
oh no, get well soon my friend
hope you have a lovely week
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