THIS IS A POEM ABOUT SUICIDE
Come, dark of night, let not my eyes embrace the morning sun,
To ease this pain of soul and heart, the crying has been done,
Refuse my mind contentment, end my sorrow with this Gun,
These bullets, all are friends of mine, but all I need is one...
Midnight strike! ... Release from me, this tattered, torrid scene,
With sound that no one hears, I fear the silence can't stay clean,
Tears shall not impede the lead, that passes in between...
Take away this pain I feel, take all that I have seen...
Life it seems, has played it's cruel and vicious game with me,
I, the loser, though I find my freedom isn't free,
The wind of discontent has blown, I sail a restless sea,
No calm, that stops this storm of thought, that rages within me...
No parting of the hopeless, dreadful, dark and swirling cloud,
Deliver me! ... Unshackle me! , I cry this phrase out loud,
Don't let the morning find my life in loss of hope, and proud,
My finger on death's trigger, squeeze it once, and I am out...
Out of time, and far beyond, is where I travel to,
All because this rage of mind, these lies becoming true,
Open up the chamber, the end of me is passing through,
Allow my bleeding, broken heart, to lie here, torn in two...
Don't ask me now, I have no answer why, love went astray,
I cannot comprehend, within my mind, these things I say,
Perhaps in future years to come, you all will feel this way,
To rock you right down to the ground, you'll know my thoughts that day...
I'll leave this note here, on my bed, not sent to anyone,
Believing that this final night, will not return to dawn,
I hold the answer in my shaking hand, I hold my own,
Gone, the anguish, free of crying...Torment, when I'm done...
Don't let your mind be troubled, because of what I do,
I think I even want to feel it, sad, but this is true,
What is it now, inside my mind, this love of steel, and blue,
I write my last three words to Her, in blood.....
Signed.... I love you....
Dean Evans (sometime in 2003)