My suicide, To you

One day i will take a knife

And that’s the way i will end my life

This way is different from the rest

Cutting big gashes across my chest

I’m not to sure when i will meet this fate

Better now then it’s to late

Then you will see that it’s not clear

That i reached my fate so near

You will one day see me inside the casket

Than you will relise how better my life is that i’m not in a hospital basket

Everyone had hoped for the best

But the doctors could not heal my chest

They could not stop the bleeding

It was a lot more than they were needing

So i took my life hoping to send

A message to everyone, hoping that my end

would bring you happiness, but i failed

And now you wonder why my death was never clear

But it resulted from to much fear.