I think if I had a choice of death, it would be
Self-medicated drowning
You take a few pills
As you sit there and watch
The water that will soon become a part of you
Move slowly back and forth
As if it’s a welcoming wave
You walk into the water that usually feels cold,
Instead its pines and needles
Your spine becomes numb
You find yourself paralysed
The water fills up your lungs
It doesn’t hurt with the medication
The hallucination
Then your eyes hit the back of your head,
Your heart stops beating to the sound,
Of the lugubrious life you’ve been living
Now you’re left floating
Staring at the same sky
You once looked up to
When you were first born
When you had so much potential
When someone loved you for your good qualities,
And not for what your flaws say about you.
The hazy moon
Turns from yellow to red
A body dead
Without bloodshed
Body parallel water to sky
Like you’re prior soul, you have died.