A Poem for Those Who Have Lost Their Live to Suicide

Veins are blue

Metal is silver

Put them together

And make ruby red lips quiver

Fingers so frail

Tremble as the lift the metal

One swipe can push a little further

One swipe can end it all

The ghostly presence

Of a shattered existence

Once there but now forgotten

The life of a tortured soul

Your words seep into their minds

Is it true or is it lies

In their mind they can't escape

Your torturing words they repeat

The life was here

But now is gone

See what you've done

See how they're gone?

Is it still funny?