Is this poetry? If I ever die by my own hand, This be my suicide note.
When the darkness fall
On the world tonight
And the death cross my dream in silence,
I’ll dig my grave and lie in it
Penned up between anticipation
and survivance.
Waiting for calm chaos to bite,
I will see myself, at last
Merging into a single blur.
Sometimes,
Life is just a life
And the best you can do
is to DIE!