Poets Sucide Poem by Jan Jelenc

On the page behold
rains the emptiness of my words
a poets sucide
his dimise is shown

If not with my pain, with what shall I write
of joy of wich I feelt none
of redemption or rejection?
or unmeaningful affection?

I want to feel
feel something
anything at all
maybe a familiar pain
please forgive me for this plead
but more than words is what I need you to hear

And of this life I wish to write
about it all
the glory and the fall

But have I drained my soul?

Words demand beauty, life and feel
and without my pain and anger I cannot give apeal
without that what brings me to life
tell me what good am I?