Truth in Death
If suicide is confession
Then there must be truth in death.
If the "confessed" could speak,
What would they say?
The answer to your question
is to take your final breath?
If there is truth in death,
Is life just a lie?
Is it something that we've conjured
because we need an alibi?
We don't have to be accountable
As long as we don't get caught
Is it easier to believe we're alive
when there's no malice of forethought?
Maybe we're the ones who are dead
and the real living won't begin
until we've passed from this world
to the next and confessed our sins?
Which means we'd have to be dead.
Perhaps that's why
"what goes around, comes around"
can certainly be explained...
Because we've been there already
This poem was written by ~enyaw~ on Jan 15, 2007.
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We all ask ourselves this, but not every one is willing to put it into words, great work
I agree with KitWulf. Very nicely done.