Cyanide Suicide

I've considered my death several times.
Nobody really knows that I want to die,
and that I consider suicide.
I've thought about a fall from a great height,
suffocation, drowning, cutting too deep,burning alive,
and even suicide with cyanide.
I want a tragic death, and I want it to be unbearable, miserable.
I need to feel something again,
after getting my heart broken so badly,
and having nobody care,
I need to get it out, this one last breath.
I need to cut the string holding me high
and tie all my loose ends,
with one last goodbye
no one shall care if I die,
by drinking this bottle of cyanide
nobody shall care if I burn alive, or hit that one invisible vein,
and pass away one last time.
cuz my love for life now,
is as small as a dime.
and my death bells are finally starting to beautifully chime.
take me away, my sweet cyanide suicide