Don't do it,
that thing you want to do.
The blood from reckless acts never fades.
skewer yourself through and through,
and the world,
will mourn for a week.
But cut off your fathers head with the saw
and you'll lose the martyr's title.
and gain murder.
If I took the knife to my wrist.
Cut deep and long and hard 'til metal hit bone.
I would be remembered than forgotten.
damned, and rotten.
But if I took my teeth to your wrist,
my memory, your legend would never let it go.
A suicide is a martyrdom while
murder is execution.
It frightens me.