Why did he kill himself?
He could’ve asked for help
There are good people around
Who would have given him
what he needed (strangers or not)
Damn pride!
Tag: Pride
[Poem] Purgatory
[Poem] Nightmare, What we’ve become
Demons claw my skin, pierce bone
‘Paradise’, ‘Hades’: these words mean nothing now
Light is faltering, crazed and alone
Gehenna screams, “witness the madness I now sow.”
‘Reward’, ‘punishment’: these words mean little
I must walk the path set before me, but I can’t help question
I am human, I am frail, spirit is weak, my arrogance so gross it leaks, pride in my spittle
I may be tiny to You, but am I not at least an inch taller than ‘them’ in my understanding?
Still this arrogance, still this pride, I just can’t get rid of it.
Need to burn it away. Let the demons keep scratching…
Let them drink my blood and marrow, my angry pride until I can again see the Light
I understand but still, my mind and soul can’t help fighting
The pain of purgatory.
Oh, my Lady of Perpetual Succour
Why can’t my eyes see you?
