Get out of that grave,
it ain't yours.
Quit fantasizing about
other people's slashed wrists;
their gaping wounds
which you'd love to see.

Cut yourself instead,
you who admire pain,
longing for that agony
of this legendary suffering.

Go, get a life of your own
and leave mine alone.
Look up, there's your life;
live it!
There is no sin but stupidity. (Oscar Wilde)