SUICIDE LETTER #3

I want to belly flop against the concrete

Fall face down and end my misery

Open up my skull and drip the inside

Bleed out to death, end up bitterly.

Have I always sought sadness?

Am I a creature of darkness?

Maybe a magnet to ache,

I seem to place on me every blame.

Choosing between a knife and a rope,

The final result is what I sought

How I achieve it, it doesn't matter

Only to wait until my courage I gather.

I want to leave, to stop feeling

Stay beneath the ground alone

Giving up an impossible meaning

With a sorrow in a whisper I blow.

Will the hurting ever stop?

Or with it am I always stuck?

In silence a smile I always chase,

In my suicide letter my goodbye I place.