Homi-suicide

Shoot me with your opinions
Stab me with your thoughts
Leave me for dead
Leave me with chalk
Look back once more
Enjoy my blood erupting from my mouth as I cough
Then gasp like you're lost
As you see me stand back up and walk
Then try to stab me again as your hand is caught
By mine
Reverse it
Insert it
Directly in your heart
I end your assault
And now you feel every ounce of the pain you have brought
Me
Honored to say your death is my fault
Now I get the chalk
Not sorry for your loss
Then I create a new outline for where I will be
My hands drawn on your leg
I'm taking you with me
*stabs self leaving knife inside and dies in position*

Moral of the story: If you're a crab bringing others down to get above, remember one thing - crabs SNAP, especially the ones who are disturbed...and your type can't tell which ones ARE disturbed from those that AREN'T.