"Too suicidy?", she asked,
(as if there were gradations)

The cosmic existential choice
Will cross my mind quite often,

But mostly when I'm overwhelmed
By those slings and arrows Hamlet mentions

Though fortune is sometimes with me and sometimes against me,
It is outrageous, ...always.

The temptation presupposes a never ending rest...

And whether or not "rest" is an accurate description of death,

It amounts to a self-perception of laziness...

and so I would not base the choice to continue existing

On whether or not 'tis noble but on whether or not it's ideal.

And if I consider the specifics and various methods ...and especially the fallout...
It is less than ideal.

Plus all the birds and spiders
Would miss their bard.