The second time I meant

to last it out and not come back at all.

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there.

I do not sleep.

What now could slow the drop?

All I’d give for toes to touch

the safety back at top

And through thick woods one finds a stream astray,

so secret that the very sky seems small.

I think I will not hang myself today

In order:

_Lady Lazarus_ by Sylvia Plath

_Do Not Stand at my Grave and Weep_ by Mary Elizabeth Frye

_The View From Halfway Down_ by Philomena (written for Bojack Horseman)

_A Ballade of Suicide_ by Gilbert Keith Chesterton