Suicide and Other Comforts

For another one of them
This is to you
All these words spoken
Like a curse unbroken

Simplify your means
We all know what you’re trying to say
“life is a drag,
gimme a plastic bag”

No need to be creative
Just finish it and be done
No one will really care
Even if you fall through the air

We don’t need you to threaten it on us
Just one less person we gotta worry about
Just tie the rope
It shouldn’t break I hope

but before you take your life
please listen to these words
keep and open mind
for thinking is always kind

You would miss so many things
Like the look in your true love’s eyes on wedding day
The look on the face of your new born child
And plenty nights are wild

The winds as it softly whispers through the trees
The beauty of a bright full moon
The feeling of elation
And don’t forget ejaculation

Tell your father to shut the fuck up
And let you make your own mistakes
Your first true fight
And the joy of winning that night

So think about the things that make you happy
And all the things that make you sad
Don’t juggle with the death cup
AND MAKE YOUR DECISION AND SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!