I shall not care ...

... overdosed on sleeping pills.

WHEN I am dead and over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
 
Tho' you should lean above me broken-hearted,
I shall not care.

I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful
When rain bends down the bough,

And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted
Than you are now.



                      

... Sara Teasdale (1884-1933), American lyric poet