Dear Diary: Suicide Note

*It's sort of long but it's worth reading... please read*

Dear Diary, today sucked
And I have a confession to make
This life of mine is exhausting
I don't know how much more I can take

I was blinded today
By a haze of the color red
I have a confession to make, Diary
I wish to be dead

The words she spoke, Diary
Were clear, without a stutter
It's hard to believe that those harsh words
Would be coming from my mother

My love broke up with me today
He said he needs some space
I don't get it, Diary
Did he not like my face?

My friend betrayed me, Diary
I never thought it would
I couldn't find my silver razor
I never thought it could

The temptation was strong, Diary
I had no choice but to
Get that sharp kitchen knife
And push the tip right through

I don't know what happened, Diary
I may have gone too deep
I feel so tired, I feel so weak
I really want to sleep

As I sit here writing this
I prepare for my last breath
This really wasn't planned, Diary
But I've finally reached my death

Tell my mom that this IS her fault
And she's not really a "mother"
For she's the one who caused the death
Of her one and only daughter

Tell my lover that this IS his fault
And he really sucked at kissing
For he never learned and I reassure
That those kisses I won't be missing

Tell my dad that this IS his fault
I don't know where he is
For he's one of the many people
Who I really wouldn't miss

I'll end it here Diary
It's been a horrible few years
This last entry is my suicide note
And the knife's the only one with tears...
... Red tears

*I wrote this a while ago... probably a year ago... Please Comment*

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