AN: This is my original work, please no plagiarism, and I am not suicidal in any way.
Death
A bullet, a knife, a noose
murder is simple; easy
no guilt, no conscience
death is beautiful
life is horrible
I feel so jealous of those already dead.
They got off easy.
They are at peace,
no longer having to worry,
away at the World's troubles
I wish to join them, drifting in
in the halls of eternal peace
for there, and only there
will I truly be
free.