I wonder what it's like
To not be alive
Maybe I'll find out
As I fall from the sky
If I take my own life
And you're to blame
Don't say my name
Call me bitch instead
I'll hear it hours later
Bouncing around in my head
I wish I had meds
And then I'd be dead
Because the rest of my life
Is what I dread
When there's no up
Only further down
Maybe I'll drown
There will be no more sound
Of you're not good enough
Or you're letting me down
No more worries
Or expectations
That will all stop
With the tic of a clock
The slit of a wrist
It'll be quick
And then I'll be gone
Along with my worries
All the sadness
All the fury
I bid you adieu
At the drop of my shoe
As I hang from the ceiling
I'll be gone too
c.e.
