Suicide Song Poem by Emily Reid

Smiling like a little kid
Pretending nothing’s wrong,
Holding the razor in her hand
She sings the Suicide Song.

'When all’s gone to Hell
And you’ve nowhere to turn,
Just pick up a lighter and
Let yourself burn.

If that’s not enough
Put a gun to your head.
Pretend your life’s perfect
Then ‘BAM’ you’ll be dead.

When life’s fallen to pieces
And you’re left on your own,
Just slice your wrist open
And forget no one’s home.

If you don’t want to watch,
Or feel the blood oozing
Just jump off a building
And know your not losing.'

The girl lies sobbing
But not from sadness or grief
With blood staining the bed and her clothes,
She cries with relief.