I didn’t ask to be born

That’s what I should have said when you told me I should kill myself

And maybe it’s true

My birth brought about who knows sort of pain into your life and it doesn’t change his faith in

you

And for that my death could mean nothing to you and nothing me

Like those elderly men who decide near the precipice of their life to get a medically assisted

death to improve welfare, perhaps I could do the same and it wouldn’t mean anything because I

have lived a good life.

To prove a point I walked across the backward

To prove a point I wrung a knot across the tree branch

To prove a point I formed a noose with the other end

It’s a horrible thing I know I am not naive enough to know that it scar others yourself included

because you love me so I didn’t though I may find that I still want to