Suicide

Wishing for my death

Forcing every breath

Wanting to slit my wrist

Embracing that fatal kiss

Enjoying the deathly bliss

This is suicide,

A deadly way to hide.

Resist the urge

Of the familiar surge

The surge of blood

The urge of the flood

Resisting cutting the vein

And watch it rain

This is suicide

A painful way to hide.

Now comes the questions

The emotional sessions

Of complicated emotions

That flinches at all motions,

Put on that smile

And sit around awhile,

This is suicide

For me, not the way to hide.