A moment of committing a suicide

Saw you depressed, sighed, and tired

To die, to kill, to commit a suicide

No wonder, you are my best

I saw my best trying

I saw my dearest crying

I saw my nearest dying

Don’t do it dear

Don’t fear me dear

Don’t be far dear

I hardly speak

I hardly care

Once I realized thee

You are leaving me

You are deserting me

I stopped, froze and had a stroke

I got paralyzed

I felt I couldn’t move a muscle

To help or die before you

My soul is mingling, whispering the shouting

Dear  kill me not

Dear  leave me not

Living in desperate

I, you, me, you, they, we

I call upon you

I lost all the power

I became pale

I couldn’t picture your

Last scene, your last view

Your last moment

Your last fade smile

Your last joy

Your last tenderness

Your, joy, kindness, and pureness

To end my meaningful poem

I say

This is a bitter story

A bitter novel

A bitter fiction

Could be false but truly true

That is my friend holding a gun

Who? How?

I don’t know

Please stay and be with me.

Written by: A.Salam

Date: 5/6/2006