Suicide Note

(This is NOT a real suicide note, anything contained in it isn't what I truely think of.)

I have something that would never had been said,

But the day has officially come, the day of death paying me a visit.

I don't want anymore pain, or fighting, or even tears.

But, how shoud Death pay me a visit?

Will he stick a needle full of air through my veins?

Or even will he make me sufficate with a pillow over my head?

Or 'worst', he might as well hang me over a tree.

The answer is up to him.

All my friends, family, I wish that I could stay longer, but I really shouldn't. I caused enough trouble.

Please remember the things I did good with you.

And remember this last night, I lay and write, 

My suicide note...