This may be the last time
that I speak
This may be the last air
that I breath
So I'm going
to say it now
I know that they
don't care about
My well being
otherwise I wouldn't be like this
I would be happy again
Not feeling like this
And it's so hard
for me to write this
I make myself vulnerable
But despite it
I still write it
because this is my escape
Without it
I would feel way more shame
I would have no vent
To let my feelings out and
I don't have a friend
That I can talk to them about this
They don't care
As I said before
Because they just stood there
When I lay dying on the floor
They wouldn't let me
through the door
It was locked
It's either feel lonely or
Or what?
There's nothing else
The only other option is suicide
And I can't help
Feeling like suicide
So I write
Because If I didn't
I would die
You may not care
But there's a very slight chance others might
Who am I kidding?
No one gives a crap about me
Doing this
can't be healthy
But it is better
than the other way
I can be happy
but that's another day
This maybe the last time
That I can write so
Take it in
Please fight so
I won't die
knowing
That You care about my suicide.
