Starin down the window, time to jump
Maybe when I get low, I’ll hear my own thump
Splatter on the road, act like a speed bump
Nah I won’t explode, buildin’s only two floors
high, If I go down I might not even die
Surprise, some broken bones won’t be my demise
And if I try to kill my self any other way
I’m afraid the pain gained would non-lethally kill my
Spine, modern technology will keep me alive
So should I go up the stairs for better effect?
Nah, somewhere up there I’m afraid of heights
We’ll just play it safe, just make sure I’ll be dead
I could just fall to the ground head first
That’ll ensure a concussion heads would burst
And anyone that has a thirst for blood
Could sip it off the road like a vaccuum cleaner
Or maybe they should just get a real vaccuum cleaner
Do it on a rainy day, god will wash it away
And the news and politicians, who would they blame?
“Hey dinner’s ready on a plate” Guess I could just c’mere n’ contemplate
Another day, maybe it won’t be so bad, be brave.
Written in the spirit of NaPoWriMo