on why i died

now i crave innumerable fantasies

all characterized by my ultimate elimination

i imagine being beaten to death

a mere fragment of the pain that i deserve

i can hear my spine being ripped apart

and smell the crimson flood ensuing

the urge to make myself suffer keeps me from jumping off the edge

relishing in the surge of fear that takes over when i get too close

and it takes every fiber of my being to resist

from popping that magical bottle of pills

that can end only in the sweet release of death

which will mark the beginning of a new and better era

for everyone that has had the utter misfortune to know me

i want them to know how sorry i am

 

-Cali Avatar

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