Suicide

I was born here,

Innocent and unaware.

I saw only carefully painted scenery,

Not the real void beyond.

 

Though no-one knew it then,

I had come to live

Too close to the big questions of life.

 

And now that the scenery has been shifted,

The truth of the silent void –

Draws me.

 

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