I had, chosen my end, finally! Ended, this long and suffering life of mine myself, ‘cuz, god ain’t gonna make my life no easier, and I’d stopped believing in the existence of a god ever since, forgot when already!
not my suicide note or pills!!!
Chosen my end, because, I’d grown tired and weary, of living this, so-called life of mine, and, I’m still living, as the consequences, of everybody else’s life, I’m at the bottom of the blames, for the mistakes of others, and, I just, can’t handle it anymore.
I’m stuck, in this, deep, dark place, I’d been here before, and I was, able to struggle, to find my way out, but not this time, I’d, given up, because I’d grown, tired AND weary, of all this fighting, I’d, given in, to the demands that life has made of me, and I’m done with you, world!
with the Grim Reaper, looking over your shoulders…
The world wouldn’t be much different without me in it anyway, would it? Plus, with my death (I’d like to think…), somehow, I’m able to, alleviate the situation of overpopulation of this entire world, so, I’m actually, doing a good deed, for the world, killing myself………
Life, the Obstacle Course 