Suicide is never the answer,
But it is always the question.
The wonder,
Why me?
Why this?
Then the thoughts,
There are so many simple ways to go,
Then I'll just be gone.
Just take the quick way.
It's true suicide is easier than facing my problems,
But it's also harder.
I know I'm leaving behind people who need me,
But I feel so worthless,
So insecure,
So stupid,
So unloved.
I desire to go.
