To fall down the stairs
To jump off a cliff
To stab or shoot myself
Whatever the way
I’m going to die
My hand or another’s
Natural or not
I’m going to die
Overdose or poison
Slit my wrists or throat
Suffocation or starvation
I’m going to die
The day I die
I will be free
Free from fear
Free from life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have to agree with the title of theis poem, short and simple with huge impact. Great work xx