He rushed upon

He rushed upon

I go to the cabinet for that lethal pill,
Knowing that this one will help or kill

My parents received the letter of suicide,
There wondering if their son is now dead or alive

They pounded and pounded and said “open the door! ”
I said “no, no you don’t have your son anymore”

They said “why son, why are you doing this? ”
I said “I love, ” and blew them a kiss.

I took the pill, then my life started to dim,
My chances for survival were really really slim

poem by Courtney bishup
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