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Suicides' Final Call

Damned before death’s final call,

blood soon splatters upon the wall

Constant urge from depression’s hell,

shackles me screaming in its cell

Nightly slumber goes unknown,

chanting demons always drone

Cast out angel prompting loud,

curse Gods' name as I'm bowed

Unheard prayers to the wind,

trembled mumbles find no end

I fall before the eternal gate,

no one spares me from my fate

Horrors masked in haunting grays,

darkness clings with follow of days

Not one cares when burden dies,

concerns offered are tainted lies

Mocking heaped beside my fears,

mourners grieve smirking tears

Embracing thundered flash of light,

sleep will come upon this night

Finding peace inside the grave,

endured madness will cease to rave

Heed the words of repeated swell,

drop the hammer on chambered shell

Foolish man you have no God;

turned His back without a nod

Falling tears have been in vain,

tomorrow finds me released of pain

All my pleas went yon past kin,

yet I will bear all they sin

Born for torture within my mind,

this is the only peace I find

Ill scapes played morning till night,

alone in a world of mental blight

I’ll weep no more from weary eyes,

my path to hell ends mortal sighs

Release follows in moments sweep,

arrive to comfort of lasting sleep

Clasp in hand, blue steel that's cold,

raising self deliverance that I hold

Constant urge from depression's hell,

shackles me screaming in its cell

Damned before death’s final call,

blood soon splatters upon the wall

© C.E.Vance