Suicide
Who weeps for those
who chose
to weep no more
Suicide steals
Suicide steals
Who hears the cries
when there are no more tries
left
Who will understand
gone to soon
to a distant land
Who will understand
Suicide steals
Suicide steals
Gone to soon
the loss of one
diminshes us all
Gone to soon
Pain calls to some to quit
life beckons most to carry on
Agony opens up and some fall into that pit
life beckons most to to mourn and meet each new dawn
Suicide steals
Suicide steals
To live or to die
choice
who really knows why
choice
sees some live and others die
Who weeps for those
who chose
to weep no more
I do.
© A.J. Mahari 1997
In memory of Anne W.
