suicide.
It seems like its a hot topic around here.
Around there.
Really, around everywhere.
The sound of it makes some sick,
but it also makes some grin.
See, what i think,
is what if I did it.
Would I be missed?
Would anyone notice that I am gone?
because, it seems like no one notices me anyway.
If I **** myself,
how would people find out?
would they hear the truth,
or would they be told a silly little lie.
After all,
I wouldn't be around to prove it's a lie.
If I died today,
who would point fingers at who?
Who's "fault" would it be?
The abusive father?
The dismissive mother?
The supportive girlfriend?
Who would they blame?
How big would it get,
OR
how small would it disappear?
How would my fellow poets know?
Would they notice that I stopped writing?
I'm afraid to see,
what the world would be like
without me