Have another poem.

They'll find me here
I stand alone
My barren little spot

I stand and wait
and wait and wait
A place that time forgot

And I will stay
And stand and sway
In putrid isolation

I had to watch
My friends endure
Death by suffocation

A vile climate
A frightening thought
I am afraid to move

They'll see me
Hear me
They will not fear me
And me, they will remove

They'll kick me down
Laugh at me
Raise their weapon high

Pull it back
Let it out
This is it, goodbye

But before I go
I spy a bird
Feasting on a tree

Unaware
of all of this
gazing at its beauty

I take the bullet
to my brain
I am erased from earth

And now I lay
Inanimate
'least I wasn't Colin Firth.