It may seem somewhat morbid, But I promise I don't lie, When I say I find it interesting To ask, "What if I died?"
I wonder what an impact I'd make if I did bound. Would I change the lives Of those I keep around?
I wonder what a mess I'd make if I did bleed. Every act has recompense. Whose tortures would I feed?
I wonder whose breath I'd steal if I did hang. Who would be left without words To dull the sudden pain?
I wonder all these things, And it makes me smile. If I passed, they would care. Perhaps I'll stay a while.
I'm not suicidal. I just find it somehow therapeutic to remember that people would care if I were. It's my strange way of reminding myself I matter. Everyone does.