i am dying
day by day i die
this disease
it will kill in a matter of months
this disease which can not be cured
why
why must i die
when i have not even lived life to the fullest
when i dont even have a choice
if i shall die
it wouldn't be by my sickness
it shall be by my own doing
take a gun to my head
put a blade to my wrist
these are the ways i will go
not due to this disease
i have chossen
to take my own life
then have it be taken against my will
as i look around
i see faces
the faces of those i love
the faces that support me
i say goodbye to those faces
i say thank you for everything
that night
i will kill myself
it is not that i hate life
i just want to die by my own doing
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