He lived hard
Lived fast
But luck was
Rarely his
He got hurt
Many times
And with time
The pain grew
Till one day
He did do
Some act I
Could never do
Took a gun
With one shot
Stopped the pain
Made it end
That I could
Never do
He was
A braver man
To of my favorite
Two of my favorite writers---Talhaiarn (bardic name of the Welsh poet, John Jones) and the science fiction writer, Walter Miller, Jr.---both blew their brains out to end their lives. Though each had come upon tragic circumstances, and I can understand---a bit---of the despair (having passed through such a horrible time in 1981), I cannot see the suicide as an act of bravery. Your very short lines work well here; a longer line might weaken the emotional effect of the poem. And the poem is haunting (I do not usually consider these issues at 6:25am). But, with no disrespect intended, I still question the last line.
Starward