My rant. (Not A Poem.)  Read at your own risk.

I do not care for your opinions, i simply wish to not be here. It wouldn't matter how i die, by my own hands or someone elses. It just gets me excited thinking of dying by my own hands. So do not tell me what you think, or why it is wrong. Shut the fuck up and shove a fist down your throat. I'll take a pistol, drink some juice, and blow my fucking brains out. Or..i'll be eating a cookie...and i'll shove a knife in my fucking eye. Some happy shit, and i'll just die. Tell me my thoughts are fucking dumb, i know they are fucking stupid, why don't you meet me in person and i could kill you as well. Sounds pretty swell? Mmm, yes. I'd kill you. I'm sick, so fuck out of my way. I don't want your pity, or whatever. I write to get this shit out, not see your fucking pointless comments on my shit. Know what? Kill yourself.