Suicide Is Like Quitting A Bad Job
in this life
if you are forbidden
if your goal is unreachable
you have two choices...
roll over or die
if you hate a job you quit
what if life is just too stupid?
what if you are just curious?
about the next thing?
i wish that suicide was like joining the army-
you get a sendoff party and everyone drinks beer and gives hugs and kisses, and then you go away...
one thing gets in the way of my wish...
other people would get upset.
my momma would cry.
my dad would be tormented forever about giving me that shotgun.
this is why i will never do it.
BUT...as a piece of dust
in a large dirty room
i can still daydream.........