You put a round in a chamber
(of your heart)
It ripped through & left a hole,
ripped people’s world apart
and all through the night
try as they might, that heart
couldn’t be restarted
What drove you to it,
you never left a note that said,
did you think of the hearts you’d break
when they found you dead?
or did you just think nobody really Loved you?
Did you think life wasn’t fair?
Would it have made a difference,
if more people let you know they cared?
By: J.N.R Dutton
She was a victim of the vicious rumor mill
They called her every filthy name in the book
Until one day, her life she took,
and her bullies, they tried to get off the hook
but everybody knew it was b/c of them
her blood was spilled
By:J.N.R Dutton
When I was a younger man,
I had considered suicide
but I know now, that if I had died
back then, there are so many blessings
I would have missed
I’m glad I didn’t rob myself of this
chapter of my life
Especially when I look into the eyes
of my son & my wife
By: J.N.R Dutton
My father said to me that suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem, that’s something I’ve kept in mind no matter how rough life may get. Every storm, every struggle eventually passes.
He’s thinking of suicide
As the needle hits his vein
Sometimes it seems life’s beauty
Is outweighed by the pain
But then he hears a sweet whisper
despite the haze that’s hit his brain
The voice says
“let me help you, child
You’re going to be ok”
©J.N.R Dutton,2019
I wrote this back in May 2019
One caring person who reaches out to someone hurting may save a life.
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 