The Edge of Suicide

Mugsdaddy

Is it happiness or sorrow this I cannot say but it strives to control me every single day 

Sometimes it finds me crying with a laugh hidden just behind my world is always spinning left and right where is my mind 

I strike out at you and anger and cry because you leave I'm never in control this web my mind it seems to weave 

The pills they seem to slow it but never to a halt the doctors say I'm broken it's really not my fault 

No family or friends and now you are gone the blade it looks so shiny I wish not to see the dawn .

  • Author: Mugsdaddy (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 13th, 2017 02:00
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Poetic Dan

    Raw my friend, I know this pain so well. One bit of advice, mother nature has every medicen for our minds.

    • Mugsdaddy

      If only I knew one of her pharmacists.

      • Poetic Dan

        I've never found them hard to find, I'm at the age where I do it for my self now.

      • Michael Edwards

        I can feel the anguish but a good read.

        • Mugsdaddy

          You have great insight Mr. E this was from personal experience. I really appreciate your posts.
          Mugsdaddy

        • myself and me

          The edge of suicide, sharp and cold, be away from there.

          • Mugsdaddy

            The blade is kept close by but only to remind me of where I've been. Thanks

          • Liberty_Shadows

            Mugsdaddy, I love your poetry. It's solid, and i can definitely relate to this, 100,000,000,000%. Tell me if you ever need anything.

            • Mugsdaddy

              Thanks so much Liberty, I appreciate the complement I don't possess the level of talent you do but I try.
              Mugsdaddy

              • Liberty_Shadows

                aww thats sweet. thanks for your support. your very talented.



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