I should have died
a long time ago

watching videos on how
suicide is the answer
and wondering why
my mental health is depleting
ayye

digitally dirtied
is my poetry
no erase marks
to document the delete button
delete myself amiright

await me
& forget me
this terminal state
this lawful ending
like an archived scrap
waiting to be trashed

The medicine works for *******
I've seen it do worse
To my friends in the ward
If you've found your freedom,
*******

love doesn't know time
however death does