Gordon Jerome

Defeat - Poem by Gordon Jerome

Out of sight
And out of mind
No longer needed
Now left behind
A distant thought
Unwanted now
No longer sought
I take my bow
Depression wins
I fight no more
To face my sins
My final chore
So here me all
For you have won
As spirits fall
My life is done.
“closing thought”
The most painful sound I’ve ever heard
Was a loved ones response of not a single word

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 8, 2010

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