suicidal urge I want to die and make everyone cry and cry and weep and scream “WHY!?” to a nonexistant god I want to die and have imaginary widows shed tears I want to die and have a wreath placed on my headstone I want to die and be buried in deep ancient earth I want to die and force this world to eat the big pile of excrement that it shat out and formed into me I want to die