A Suicide's moment of Clarity  

After thinking on this a moment Grace,
it kind of gets under your skin... not in
a bad way though.

"The darkest hour before the dawn
  when spectres, ghosts, spirits and ghouls
  walk the grey thin line, moaning"

I really enjoyed this opening as I've
related to it in the past all to well.

 
  Good pen... Pan

It has been said that death strolls the earth after midnight and swing his scythe as the tide turns.  And suicidal thoughts would cross the mind of those afflicted by extreme depression.

So much pain in  the lines,Grace
Beautifully written. I've felt that way before too.

Hi Miki, thank you so much for reading...most of all in understanding.:)

oh I love this Grace...have teetered here..a precarious place...and had conversation with myriad contradicting thoughts in my head...
to be or not to be and all of that...

you made this beautiful..as you do so many things....lovely as you are (fav avatar yet, a stunner) and so well written...

love
j

(the second time today reminded of the penile gland..and in convo with Pan, its a itty bitty irony filled place, life)

Hi Jen...may I call you Jen? Thank you so much for dropping by and reading.  Im honoured. The poem ...yes, I think I harbour thoughts of such...many times in my life but Im a coward...I never can do it.:)

Well of course you may call me Jen...and that is a very good thing to be cowardly of...but wish those thoughts never again entertained by you sweetie.
the honour all mine....

The varying tones in this is haunting... Very concise, depth filled ink my dear one, n I echo Jen,
Plz still those thoughts of X-ING urself out...

X-ing. I like that. Hi Poetik...mere jumbled thoughts ...no worries.  Thanks for being here.

Grace, this poem is magnificent. The whole thing gave me goose bumps. It shall be in my reading list. Thank you very much for sharing this amazing piece Grace.

anonymouslyhere:) thank you so much for reading. i am humbled by your words.  

I don't see any depression in this piece honey, or thoughts of suicide for that matter. I only read an appreciation of what's good about life while you are awake. The lover's embrace for example.

Hi there...thank you so much for seeing the positive side of this poem. You are beautiful, London-poets....as you saw that flip side of the coin.
Anyway...the last paragraph or verse is about poison...the suicide's way out...a finale to the depression quoted in the first two verses.  
Thank you for reading, kind of you.:)

A very haunting piece, but with a positive twist.

Thank you for reading Xaphan and for commenting.

So close I have been to the moment of focus that I saw my own reflection in the boiling pit beneath me and I was risen from the fate of my own murderous end. For most, clarity comes too late...
JJ

Yes...always holding back and even then its only the regards to the sanctity  of life that does that. Thank you for reading Poetryman...:)

way to go!. some how I love this poem.  
 love that u word your words right.  
 love how you wrote this down.  
Awesome ink,  
I Can Relate As Well  
thanks for sharing and would love to hear more from u .:)