not every poet kills themselves

not every

poet

jumps off a ledge,

a bridge

or off some great height

to take their

life,

or choose in some

dark state

the noose, or knife.

though many have.

not every

scribe

drowns in the cold

river,

or swallows

a hundred jagged pills

to douse

their light.

some don't even drink

or drug

themselves

to death.

some continue on

and on and on,

living peacefully

to write,

until

that dying breath.