For those suicidal....

Crimson spills upon a pale white arm,
From my wrist, the knife still in my palm,
Crying for help I weep for him,
Until my burning flame runs dim,
I run out of energy I cannot move,
But still I reach over and stick a note in the grove,
Then I collapse to the ground with one last gasp,
Knife in my hand I still tightly do clasp,
A friend came over knowing my pain,
Realizing what I'd done she vowed to do the same,
But then she saw the note in the grove on the floor,
And she read as the first of the four,
It said:

Beware, Suicide does not cure the pain,
I can promise you that and I take the blame,
I hurt you I know don't offer your life,
It will not take away my struggle, my strife,
Promise me, Do not cry anymore,
Thats not why I took my life, Not what your born for,
And if you do feel like theres no one there,
Remember I'm only in the air,
If you ever need me,
Remember I'm there although you cannot see,
So when you want to run away,
Remember I am here to stay,
For you I'll always be your angel, friend or love.

To this note the girl sat and cried,
Knowing that I didn't want the doctors I'd purposely died,
So she called my love and told him so,
That I'd decided to go,
The girl was shaking still in tears,
She needed someone to take away her fear,
She called her boyfriend,
Told him to come, he'd be a God send,
So he came and stopped her tears,
And he then realized her fears,
He got scared then read the note,
That before I died I wrote,
He cried for the fact it hurt him so,
A girl of 13 felt so low,
Soon to arrive came my love,
He didn't know what had happened until he heard I'd gone above,
He was the next to read the note of death,
He understood why I took my final breath,
He hugged me and told me it would be alright,
Though in my body I was not I'd gone toward a blurred light,
Then my mum walked in to find,
People crying and out of their mind,
She realized what I'd done and wanted to die,
But they gave her the note and she began to cry,
She realized that she could not go,
Because though in death I needed her so,
At the funeral a boy did hide,
Behind the tree holding his tears inside,
When everyone left he went to say goodbye,
Tears in his eyes he did sigh,
He couldn't believe I had the guts to do,
What he told me I never would do.