They say that I am suicidal.
I am not.
I do not dream of jumping off of bridges,
Or downing bottles of pills.
My thoughts are not clouded with ways to end it all.
I do not try to hang myself,
Or cut slits into my skin.
But if a car were to hit me,
I wouldn't mind.
Or maybe if a shooter barges in,
I wouldn't mind if he shot me first.
I do not crave death as if it were a drug.
I do not plan ways to end myself.
But if something,
Or someone,
Were to end it for me
Well...
I wouldn't mind.