I Dream of SuicideI dream of suicideI Dream of Suicide6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The grim determination of the blade into the vein.
The wondering if these thoughts are turning you insane
The thud of heavy bones as the chair is kicked away.
The relief of the knowledge you won't live another day
The acrid smell of plastic as the bullet leaves the gun.
The final acceptance that there's nowhere left to run
The tremble of your fingers as you pop the tablets out.
The gulp of every mouthful shows the absence of your doubt.
The sudden jolt of morning with the alarm clock bleep.
The disappointment: it was not death, it was only sleep.