Suicide Poem by Sora No

Suicide



Heavy breath and silence.
Nobody knows what happened,
That you left them.
Within the fog of life,
Human stopped his future.
Problem of existence solved,
It so easy, brother.
Yet, you aren't ready, brave,
To see who manipulated us.
Now, chill wind suits brother
Who comitted the last sin,
Suicide.

Tuesday, January 19, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: brother,fog,suicide
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