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QUIET DESPERATION
Found him asphyxiated in his room at daybreak
One who had sadly come to the end of his rope . . . .
One can only imagine what drove him there ---
Those last few minutes of quiet desperation,
The abject terror of the dismal, demented mind
Shadowy ghouls at the very edges of the psyche
Phantoms from the other side calling his name
Years of torment flashing like a kaleidoscope
Sordid memories replayed on cerebral screens
Death the only reprieve from the ghastly jihad
Self-inflicted wounds randomly reopened . . . .
The call of the specters of death soothing
As the noose tightens, as the chest heaves
Upon the last few breaths of conscious life.
