My mind is twisted, I cannot think

My spinal cord is in a kink

The rope is new and should not break

I wonder how long it will take

As I hang there killing my pain

I realize my efforts are vain

For with my death I will show

My lack of rationale, I know

The media will make some money

And I realize it isn't funny

But when my body is cut down

The world will silently watch and frown

Even though I will soon be dead

I'll be immortal, my purpose fed

They cannot kill the spirit that is me

Now that I am finally free