As It Comes: To all those that I know who have committed suicide

I wonder what death feels like

When its banging on your door

With your gun in your mouth

Kneeling on the floor

I wonder what death feels like

When it finally turns the knob

With a knife to your wrist

As your veins and temples throb

I wonder what death feels like

When it slowly climbs the stairs

With a rope around your neck

Finally kicking over the chair

I wonder what death feels like

When it reaches your room

With the car on, garage shut

Hoping sleep will arrive soon

I wonder what death feels like

When it busts through the door

With pills in your hand

Empty bottle on the floor

Now I lay here still wondering

How Death will come for me

I hope it’s quick and peaceful

But what ever it is, I’m ready…