November 19, 2016
By Anonymous

I slit my wrists

I overdoesed on pills

I left this world

Knowing to live in it I had not the skills


I was a failure

I Couldn't believe what I'd become

I Couldn't take it

I always knew I'd be better off gone


I left a note

I crossed my Ts and dotted my Is

My tears left it smudged

As they read it they cried:

"Why did he? Why?"


They knew not what I did

Or how I lived my life

They saw me as happy

But I coudn't take the strife


I leave them now

The ones I loved

For it was their care

I was undeserving of

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