Another Goodbye

Suicide poem, the last poem

Somehow I feel so trapped
Playing the rules
Seeing myself act
Creating a fake smile
I can't even laugh

I feel that I should die.

Just a bullet to the brain
Just swallow some pills
Just wait for few minutes
Just wait for Death

The feeling of no pain
No tears shed
A smile on my face
And...I'm gone.

My suicide poem
My last poem
Goodbye, my audience
Goodbye, my family
Goodbye, my friends
And goodbye to the people who did nothing
When I felt like dying.