Death Be Mine! ... [inspired By Patti Masterman's ' I Die In Bits And Pieces ' On Ph; Death My Way; Personal] Poem by Bri Edwards

off with your head i doubt blue will dribble sleeping in late? and no time to scribble can I drop the blade for you?

your epitaph: Here lies Bri Composting in this place. Died with agility. A knife in his hand Dealt the coup de grace...

PLEASE NOTE: if YOU have tried or are COTEMPLATING/considering/thinking of.....killing yourself, I strongly SUGGEST seeking counseliing/conversation with a 'counselor', a friend, or a religious leader (who is not close-minded about suicide)

The last man to be guillotined had a letter delivered just before the event. They put it in the box so he could read it later…….

This poem, though expressing some real feelings I might have, is not very entertaining, is it? IS IT! ! ? bri : )

An excellent poem. Your last line is my favourite.

Pills or a knife? Heaven forfend! Too much ice cream will be your end.