Choking Death Poem by Tess Connor

I had a great day, in a fantastic mood
Just such a pity the real world is so screwed
I want to change it to make it a little less s**t
Even if I do everything and it changes just a little bit
You see my life is not that easy- not just black and white
Actually it’s pitch black, like being blind with no sense of sight
I’m deaf to all compliments and all good handed to me
Instead I highlight all the negatives, fail to set myself free
The jiggle of every ounce of fat with my each and every step
The rolls on my gut as I hunch over, the crease marks that are left
They scar into my head, burned in like a brand
My every moment of ecstasy killed, slaughtered just like a lamb
In the end I know it’s me who is causing all this pain
So when I kill myself I’ll do it so all stress is washed with the rain
Destroy all DNA so I’m not identified and found
Write a run-away note so my secrets are safe-n-sound
Stuff you cruel world, I’m no longer your b***h
I hope you choke on my decaying body as I lay here in this ditch