Cancer taught me that

All the living are suicidal

And all the dead are wholesome

Or I thought that was it

I stuffed those pills in my mouth

Without thinking about it

I don't know my they resuscitated me

I didn't count

How many tablets I'd taken

To take me away to a place to be free

They brought me back though

To live out my last four days

And put my pills on a high up shelf

The war is over

But I still want to kill myself