Twelve o’clock
It’s no lie
Im going
to commit
Suicide
Shall I jump
From a ridge
Or
Jump in front
Of a train
From a
Very high
bridge.
Shall I take
sleeping pills
Swallow a bottle of
Of bleach
Or hang myself
From the ceiling
Where my feet
Cannot reach.
Can’t make my mind up
I truly haven’t lied
So I’ve left
It to the
Readers
It’s up
To  you
To decide.