My Kevorkian Alter Ego

Please go ahead jump, put you out of my misery, you don't have the balls, you're all talk and no suicide, this charade has become an overplayed drama, it's a boring non event, the only thing that has died, 

is my interest, stop with the Greek Tragedy act, cutting your wrists, 

swallowing pills,

it's nothing but pathetic cries for help, and guess

what, no one is listening.

they're acts of a coward,

if you're going to do it,

do it the right way, a gun in your mouth, a hair

trigger, that's a nice touch, an electric appliance in the bathtub,

oh yes man use a toaster,

it would make a great headline,  "He's Toast!"

these are methods sure to end it, your slow boat to death, has run out of rivers, the Heroin Cocaine Oxys the Meth, are all just condiments 

used to flavor your depression, so let's get it over with, time to make the grand exit, the big goodbye, what makes you think anyone gives a fuck, go ahead and jump,

make a big splash, pull the trigger, that'll show 'em, you don't give a fuck either.

By Santiago Burdon

From: United States