I put a gun to my head last night
And told myself it was alright.
I slit my wrists earlier today
Merely to see if it was okay.
My soul drifted apart and perished.
Nothing in life I ever cherished.
I downed a bottle of pills today
Because everyone says I am gay.
Choked myself with rusted barbed wire.
My father says I am a liar.
I shrouded myself in ebony
To reflect the state of inner me.
I drowned myself in a tear filled pool.
Mother always said I was a fool.
I jumped from a building high above
Over an ignorant act of love.
I placed my fingers against my brain,
Then sighed and thought away all the pain.
And said the Grim Reaper by my side,
“All we ever have is suicide.”