Distant Help

This is a piece I felt compelled to write in response to the upsurge of suicide among gay teens in America, help stop the pain.

The light flashes quick against candles open,

Poured silence in a mind of fighting sounds,

No way out for men turned children by others,

Tragic life now scorched and seated bound.

 

The road lingers high with thought of escape,

Teenagers laugh and taunt as they pander,

Eyes droop and fill with scalding salted tears,

Those thoughtless demons a weapon slander.

 

Help is distant to those unable to ask for it,

I kneel slowly in bathrooms no longer clean,

The knife slits flesh open with careless ease,

Pain leaves the mind the happiest it's been.

 

Goodbye to all those that turn a blind eye,

Suicide a mere concept to ones in power,

Governments slay each other without notice,

May their ignorance turn heads so very sour.

Author's Note

Be honest, if only for those now gone.

Reviews

[Miss Marie Riorden.]

For one, it's good to see you back Thomas. I missed your poetry.

Two, I can relate to the suicidal issue of this poem. And how it seems so much easier than dealing with the criticism that's poured down me each and everyday.
I would see how it would crack down to that for people who are indeed gay.

I really don't see why people throw a big fit over someone's sexuality. It's who they love, and how they love them; why should it be a part of someone else's business?
That goes to show how immature people can really be.

This is a really thought provoking piece.

"Help is distant to those unable to ask for it,
I kneel slowly in bathrooms no longer clean,
The knife slits flesh open with careless ease,
Pain leaves the mind the happiest it's been."

Favorite lines.

Great write, and I hope to see more from you soon my friend.

-Marie-

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

It is definitely good to see you Thomas. You have penned this tragedy well my friend. XX

[Tim Lion]

The rhythm is nice. The content hurts like hell. I understand it too well. Well done.

[roy mccarthy]

hey dude,
good to see you back again!
i like the flow of the poem,
it paints a good image of those that are persecuted.

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

Really sad and nice, especially the first few lines:
"The light flashes quick against candles open,
Poured silence in a mind of fighting sounds,
No way out for men turned children by others,
Tragic life now scorched and seated bound."

[Muse]

Rippingly depressing, yet very thought-provoking and beautifully penned like always. Glad to see you back! xo

[Rene Velez]

Hi Thomas, been a while....love the rhyme scheme, the poem has references to suicide but a bit vague in the cause, but to me still a great write...

[Chris]

4th visit... sigh

[Chris]

Thomas I paused here twice yesterday. I knew what I wanted to say but not the how. Empowering others to overcome their fear, self-blame, crushing sense of lack of self-worth, and societal stereotyping is a worthwhile effort to be supported and applauded. Pandering to a suicidal innuendo and continuing stereotypes of shame, weakness, embarassement, and degredation - well, I personally don't see any personal value or growth involved.

The strength of this poem is its reality as it appears within the stereotypical minds it depicts... its weakness is the lack of getting the depictions off their knees in stereotypical public shyt-rooms and having them do anything OTHER than what the local "Gulliver's Travels" inhabitants ever expect them to do in the first place.

Your thoughts have the "taste"... but isn't it about time for "F**k THIS S**t!" and doing something to change it?

Chris

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

I recently lost a friend to suicide who was also gay. A terrible tragedy for just about everyone. Such a shame our world is like this. Hoping for the end, one day. Nicely done. Great Write.

~anna rose

[Poetic Beauty]

teens are cruel and harsh against each other especially if someone is so called not normal. It is a shame that more teens don't reach out for help when they need it. This poem speaks volumes. We need to play close attention those who maybe suffering and show them love.