i may die from the rumbles in my stomach when i starve myself.

i may die from the blade i dig deep into my skin.

i may die from the alcohol i drink to drown the pain.

i may die from the pills that tempt me from my bedside table.

i may die from my sleep deprived body shutting down.

i may die from my broken heart finally stopping. 

the day i die may be tragic for some,

but not for me,

for i will finally be free.