Goodbye

i know that i can't
revisit my past
so these next words
may be my last
goodbye to those
i'll leave behind
when i try
to stab my mind
when i'm through
with my misery
i may be hanging
from a tree
you never know
how you'll find the dead
you may find me
shot through the head
it may not be
shakespeare's famous doom
but you may find poison
in my room
my true love
come to seek me at last
just to find
my life is past
deep in love
it may not be
but i could drown
into the sea
when i find
i can't take anymore
suicide
is an open door