Just another suicide poem...

My only option is suicide,
The tides are high.
I can drown or I can sink,
There's not any other way to think.
The blame was pushed on me,
That's the only thing the people see.
This next month will be hell,
If I don't tap out & ring the bell.
"Hold on & be strong"
Says absolutely no one.
They all know I'm left for death,
I should enjoy my last breath.
I'm telling you the story,
But not the details.
I'm going to have to kill myself,
Everything else has failed.
A good night turned bad,
Now they are all going mad.
I have nothing else,
My pulse is low.
I have only to wait.
I have options though,
I do indeed.
A cliff, pills, or slit my wrists and let me bleed.
No other options.
The rumors are unbearable.
My best friend became my worst nightmare,
It's a sad story. 
It's my life.
It's over.