• Tonight is the night I end it all.
    For tonight, this is my suicidal downfall.
    I've gone through the memories we've had.
    I've gone through every thing, good and bad.

    Drowning?
    Should I?
    Suffocation?
    Is this something I should try?

    I'm done, I'm going to finally die.
    It's time to really defiy...
    The laws of everything true and right.
    And so, I'll die tonight.

    Knives?
    No.
    Overdose on painkillers?
    Not the way to go.

    Tonight will be the final verse.
    On a poem of life have I traversed.
    I write the final words, bleeding as I do.
    I hope I won't worry you.

    Hang myself?
    Not quite right.
    Gunshot to the head?
    Not before the dawn's light.

    I finally realize the reasons to death.
    I'll whisper their secrets with my last breath.
    This isn't a mere game.
    I know I'm putting myself to shame.

    Should I use electrocution?
    Would it be that wise?
    I'll just starve myself.
    Should I even give any goodbyes?

    I'll stay quiet about my fall.
    Then when I'm gone, they'll know it all.
    When I'm lying in my grave,
    Then they'll see the pain that I braved

    I have no more methods to mention.
    I don't need any intervention.
    I'm planning on doing this now.
    I don't care where or how.

    They'll see what did me in.
    They'll see that pain within.
    Nothing more could make it right.
    So with out further ado, I die tonight.