This is probably Dorothy Parker’s most famous poem and is very brief.
It is called “Resume” from the 1920s and about wanting to commit suicide but having effectively no way that isn’t extremely painful, maybe as in No Exit as J.P. Sartre or his English-language translator titled his most famous play.
“Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren’t lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.”
It is kind of a funny poem, even though morbid. I think that is one of benefits of humor: it kind of flips otherwise awful situations into ones that can make you laugh. It is like the TV show Seinfeld was able to do.
There was a movie a while back about Parker. She appears to have been a socialite among New York City intellectuals, as well as an artist.