A particular mood I was in one day allowed me to express my thoughts of suicide. |
An exit strategy is a means of evading one's current situation. I have found my exit strategy which calls for a bleak celebration. A celebration of darkness yet a celebration full of light Will soon take place to conclude a lifelong fight. Liquefied substance will flow straight to the core This grand concoction will be lethal for sure. The pain will subside and my mind will be free Will my exit from this world be seen as a tragedy? Synthetic remedies have passed through my veins But none have yet to remove that to which I'm bound by chains. To those that may find me, please don't despair But understand that this disease was something I couldn't repair. Some will claim that this voyage was unneeded And words of advice I very rarely heeded. Peace of mind will emerge and daily doubts will subside When I make this final journey to the other side. Did I have everything I needed to survive? Some may claim I did but I did not see their side. Having everything should include days of bliss Yet that was the main ingredient that my life missed. What was my purpose? What were my goals? I wanted more than just life's predefined roles. My hope is that this disease stops when I perish So that my offspring lives a life that she will cherish. My exit strategy may be bold as well as dramatic But the continuation of life would be too erratic. To those that I love and are dear to my heart, Please forgive me for my life cut short. |