Suicide Poem by Samael Wolf

Resolve
to end this charade
to cause faux anguish

among those that never knew you
were they there during your moments
of doubt and pain?

would they be there if you did refrain,
from taking control of your precious asset
called life?

No, they cannot be so astute as to know
when you need them most
The world is too busy to sense such things

to know the hurt it brings
So we slip silently into the night
if any are left behind

they should suffer if theres any guilt
they are part of the wall they built
As for we,
we are finally free.