Lonely suicide

Sitting all alone, no one wonders why,
i sit by myself in a corner, tears forming at my eyes,
writing out a letter, a letter of good bye,
to who ever finds me, the night that i die,
tears drip to the page, smearing some of the words,
"I'm sorry for ending my life this way, but i couldn't take the world",
"who ever finds me please know this, no one made me do it,"
"it was of my own free will because i was tired of being treated like sh*t",
"but its all to late now, you didn't reach me in time, i shot my self straight through my brain",
"ending everything, from my memories to my pain",
"I'm real sorry that you found me, and this mangled mess",
"a razor blade bloodied wrist, a knife straight thought my chest,"
"a rope wrapped tight around my neck, a hole right though my head,"
"i couldn't make up my mind, on how i wanted to be dead,"
"so i picked a little of each, hope i didn't look too bad,"
"don't worry about a funeral, just put me in a hole,"
"no head stone do i need, because no one will visit anyway,"
"so you don't feel to bad, just know this, I've moved on to the darker side of the day,"
"even though that may seem sorta terrible, its okay,"
"because since I'm no longer here, i have nothing left to say."
signed.... me......