We’ll all be taken for it ( Don’t turn blind to the suicidal)

Fervid sight cut the canthus of her compassion,
Endless sabering charm, holding scimitar in the form of tongue,
 
CUT – CUT – CUT
 
These dawdle chords she wanted to cut,
Yelling alone, sobbing alone, loving alone, she wanted to be forgone,
 
YAUP – YAUP – YAUP
 
Did anyone probe to stop?
Texts would not console her, pretermitting meet, not even one made it for her.
 
ALONE – ALONE – ALONE
 
Once a crowd charmer now banged her head on the wall,
Someone caused her fright, while someone tried her plight,
 
DARK – DARK – DARK
 
Not could even a single butt bark
When a bubbly girl was losing her spark,
 
LIE – LIE – LIE
 
Easily they let all the promises die,
She just wanted to be loved, but they, just fucked up with her,
 
BURN – BURN – BURN
 
Her desire to speak up for herself went on a down turn,
Finding it a ruthless time to live in,
 
JUMP – JUMP – JUMP
 
She gave her death card a trump,
They saw her falling off, a pretense of shock,
 
BURST – BURST – BURST
 
Explode of blood, a mark of anguish,
What a weak will they said,
 
SHAME — SHAME — SHAME
 
Just when humanity was not to abide, her floating soul smiled and asked,
You’re still calling it a suicide?

 

 
 
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