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The Devil's Scorn ~ a Poem About Suicide

John is a freelance writer, ghost-writer, storyteller, and poet. He always tries to include a message or social commentary in his writing

Alone in the Crowd: Image by Grae Dickason from Pixabay

Alone in the Crowd: Image by Grae Dickason from Pixabay

Sometimes you think you wanna disappear, but all you really want is to be found.

— Unknown

A Darker Piece Focusing on Depression and Suicide

I often try to write inspirational poetry to uplift and encourage my readers. It is always best to focus on the positives and good in the world as much as possible. However, we can't pretend there isn't a darker side, or ignore that our lives are not always sunshine and roses.

Depression and anxiety are real and growing problems in society today, and although more and more people are being diagnosed, many sadly struggle with these issues daily without anyone even noticing. Mass shootings often highlight that the perpetrators were suffering from these mental health issues and others, but the truth is that these conditions cause many more lives to be lost each year through suicide.

We all need someone to confide in and who will listen with open ears when we need to express our concerns and troubles. But, even more importantly, we also need to be the ones willing to listen!

I feel this is one of the concerning issues that need to be addressed from time to time, so that is why I am writing this rather "depressing" poem. I hope you still find it a worthy read.

Depression and Loneliness: Image by Manuel Alvarez from Pixabay

Depression and Loneliness: Image by Manuel Alvarez from Pixabay

Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.

— Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper

The Devil's Scorn

Decision time

I have no choice

I must act now

I can't back out


I can't go on

I'm all alone

I won't be missed

It's time to go


So, goodbye all

Please carry on

No going back

This is my fate


On the platform

In sombre stance

No caring soul

To hold my hand


The locomotive

Is on its way

Just one small step

Is all it takes


There is a screech

The brakes applied

But trains can't stop

Just on a dime


Depression on my left, and loneliness on my right. They don't need to show me their badges. I know these guys very well.

— Elizabeth Gilbert

If you shed tears

I'll be surprised

You failed to hear

My anguished cries


So, do not grieve

As though you care

The spirit world

I'll soon be there


It welcomes me

With open arms

No looking back

Here I'll live on


I will look down

With clearer eyes

As you promote

Your petty lies


Your eyes were blind

To see my grief

You stole my joy

A heartless thief


So please beware

What comes around

Or you will feel

The devil's scorn


Broken head (suicide): Image by Helton Costa from Pixabay

Broken head (suicide): Image by Helton Costa from Pixabay

I seem to be driving down a road to nowhere with a transparent passenger.

— Aaron Martin

Suicide Prevention and Help Hotlines

© 2022 John Hansen

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