For those <br /> <br />that grieve. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />For those <br /> <br />that hurt. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />For those <br /> <br />that curse. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />For those <br /> <br />that cry in silence. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />For those <br /> <br />that want to understand: <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />In the desert you might live <br /> <br />four, maybe even five days <br /> <br />with nothing to drink but <br /> <br />the sand and hot breezes. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />So how many years could you live <br /> <br />if in your heart all hope was dead <br /> <br />and all roads led to a ceaseless pain? <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Let your tears be water for the flowers of the lost heart, <br /> <br />turn away from tragic thoughts of waste and loss, <br /> <br />give your anger up to a bright May sky: <br /> <br />all is as it was meant to be <br /> <br />even for those who decided the world was too much. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Do not fear for them anymore. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Their tired souls now find rest at last in the light <br /> <br />of the kind Creator's Grace, Mercy, and Love <br /> <br />they thought they would never find in the dark sorrow of their life. <br /> <br />6/2/2008<br /><br />Joseph Martin III<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-those-suicide-has-left-behind/
