Pisaries Creator

Great poets and poetesses scrape the bottom of their barrels. 
Eventually a few leave us early. 
Does anyone notice their pain?
My guess is not really.
Not enough to make an impact.

They don't want their greatness diminished.
Their imperfections are magnified for only them.
They acknowledge their road has stopped.
There is no other option because they exist.

Face the demons with alcohol.
Turn rejection inward.
Finally succumb to poison. 
Suicide can be anyone's friend.

What I would not give to have pressure.
Build up the mountain high issues.
Release the difficulties and challenges.
The perfect candidate to influence.
All addictions will not control me.

Or so I thought.