Gore

Selfless, bursts of a heart, streamed to the floor..

Behind the silent door..

Mental, our world at war..

Stigma, all we lived for..

Lives at score..

How many more?..

Scars to explore..

Before I go..

Tears from the core..

Society helped bore..

A soul left sore..

Remorse, for once gone, none to restore..

Ignore..

A species left to the tear drowned shore..

In hope, before..

Desperate, no more..

Veins he pore..

His slit to cry for..

Gore..

Ignored stains on the shirt he wore..

~Alby.

• gore – blood that has been shed.

• pore – to be absorbed in reading/ studying.

{ suicide, not the option, don’t watch them fall, lend a hand }