Mr Suicide Finds Redemption Poem by Shaun Cronick
Mr Suicide Finds Redemption
I need to buy a razor blade,
For what I have planned.
Then run a welcome bath,
And escape this dreary land.
I need a length of rope,
Then seek out a tall tree.
Then kick away the chair,
To finally set myself free.
I need to buy some pills,
The ones that have a kick.
Becoming just a number,
Added to sad arithmetic.
I'll find my garden hose,
Then lock my garage door.
My car will do the rest,
The afterlife to explore.
But wait I have a feeling,
For doubt plays on my mind.
There's always hope out there,
How could I be so blind.
I made a comment earlier in Dominic Windram's fine poem called Life's Alluring Melody. I mentioned the words about sounding like a manic depressive and the phrase stuck. So this is the result and it was going to end darkly, but then added the last stanza as a moral message of hope to anyone contemplating that sad act. Inspiration I guess is everywhere and thank you Dominic Windram and your more than fine poem Life's Alluring Melody.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/17/2025 10:18:59 AM # 1.0.0
Very harrowing poem Shaun with redemption at the end. The rate of suicide here in the U.K is alarming. I wonder how many people have taken their own lives during lockdown..a very, very sad state of affairs. It's definitely a troubled, but light at the end of a long dark tunnel inspired ten from me!