Suicider

Many have written of suicide.
Many fewer have given it a try.
Taproot wrote a poem,
And Ozzy offers a solution.
Everyone says,
“You have too much to live for”,
Then why do I wish for death,
As I lie here on the floor?
George Bailey discovered,
That he had a wonderful life.
But my dreams are in ruins,
Because of my wife.
So now you have read,
One more depressing poem,
About suicide.
Why don’t you kill me now,
Before I write any more,
And must kill myself.

by Terence