The Suicide Note Poem by Andrew Nawroski

I am so sorry and hope you will all forgive me
Please take care of my pets
Especially my hamster
He likes to climb on top of his cage every night
And a treat of some sliced apple now and again
I haven't much in respect of possessions
My musical instruments - you can give to charity
Or sell them, maybe use them as ornaments
And the little money I have left can go towards my funeral costs
I have chosen a quick and painless way to go
So don't worry if I suffered, I wont have.

I no I will miss the warm sun and bird's singing
But maybe I will still hear them
I'm so very tired all the time
And everyone seems so happy
All their happiness has become to hard for me
It has become like a leaden weight to carry around
So I feel I shall be better away from it all.

Tell my uncle Fredrick I loved all those old books he showed me
And make sure he doesn't drink to much again
You no how angry he gets
Anyway I no for sure I am doing the right thing
Iv'e been alone now for many weeks
And have had time to think it out
I feel quite excited about it all
My pets seem to no what I have planned
And watch me more often
They seem to be giving me advice
And somehow agree when I show them things.

I haven't told anyone
Everyone thinks I am really happy
And always smile like I could never do
I wont you to give uncle Fredrick my book on bird spotting
The one I got on my 16th birthday, I am sure he will like it
He loves colour, and it is full of colourful pictures
I am really sorry about all of this
But maybe it is for the better.
Your loving son.