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#buttoning
I died yesterday, by my own hand, And now here I am; Standing like a ******* idiot in my kitchen, And craving cornflakes. The reasons why I did it seem hazy now; All the buttoning and unbuttoning seemed to much, Or else a love had left me, And now I can't even grasp a bowl. Stupid! That's what it is! Pure stupidity! And I just want some ****** Crunchy Nut! The bathrooms off-limits now; It just makes me angry to see myself lying there, No longer able to help anyone, least of all myself, And that body didn't seem to care About my cereal lust. So here I am; staring at the cupboard, But unable to open it, and I don't even know if there's any cereal left in the ****** thing anyway. All those stupid myths about ghosts walking Through walls was wrong apparently; I'm just slowly fading away. So here I am; craving cereal like a spoon. The stupid spoon that I'm unable to grasp; That seems to chortle, facelessly, at my attempts. And being forever angry at that Stupid idiot in the bathroom For whom I feel nothing but contempt.
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 10:44 PM UTC
Post-Suicide Note