It's easier to go through life not drifting into the deeper end of the pool...poetry is often the outward expression for these intrepid "deep sea divers" of philosophy. Tis a heavy burden to bear: knowing, feeling seeing all the foibles, follies, imperfections, beauties and cruelties of man. Too heavy for some? I don’t think poetry makes one suicidal, but those that are constantly involved in such heavy matter…eventually can be crushed by them.