i had a dream last night
that i killed myself

i drank a poison
i gulped it down
so it would burn and melt away
the gnawing depression in my stomach

i asked my friends
if they knew
a place for me to die
quiet and in solitude

and i found myself
surrounded by wailing voices, terrified faces
and a grief
so sharp and acrid
it rivaled that of the poison in my stomach