Answers
A young girl hangs from a noose
a tear filled note lays across the floor
a note which holds her every fear and sorrow
as she asks for forgivness
A young boy sits in his car
his chest no longer rising
a note sits on the dash
a note which holds his every desire
a note that tells his tale
begging that someone will understand
A woman lies across the bathroom floor
pills scattered across the room
a note is still within her grasp
this note is to her children
telling them she is sorry
asking them to one day forgive her
she was not strong enough for them
A man sits in his favourite chair
a gun resting on the floor beside him
never will they find his note
the bullet to his heart was the only note he left
a note that everyone was to understand
A young girls lays in her bed
the blade still wresting in her open palm
this girl did not write her note on paper
but on the walls around her
a note of anguish and pain
a note of blood
A Family watch in tears
as the ones they love are lowered into the ground
fathers say goodbye to their own
and mothers weep as they refuse to let go
sons and daughters watch confused
as they bury the person that gave them life
There is something that no note can ever explain
why
why did they do it
the world watches as everyday another life is lost
the world watches as another note is written
explaining that things have become to much
that they can not continue on
that breathing has become to hard
All that is left is the memories of those who we have lost
but it is those memories that we choose to cherish
the world holds these notes close their chests
wishing for answers
answers that will never come
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Submitted on November 03, 2016
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | ABCA XXXDXE BXXFXDX XXXXE XXDDGX XXXCXX GXXHFXXX HXXX X |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,590 |
Words | 322 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 6, 7, 5, 6, 6, 8, 4, 1 |
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