he hung there

The rope is around his neck tight
giving him no air and shortening
his life by the second,
his last thoughts were blank as if
he were
being free'd from himself.
His eyes closed slowly and the
sunlight
faded but still shined through his
eye lids,
but he could no longer see it.
He hung there with his head
sloped down
witha sad look on his face,
a look that showed he wasn't
fully
accomplished in this life.
He hung there with no one to
find him
and no one to care,
He was lonely but sad and
empty as well
as deprived not only by his
family,
but deprived from his life and
the bad memories he
carried around.
It wasn't him that hung himself,
it was the loneliness that hung to
him.