Suicidal Note

What's the point in living I ask
If all I feel is down,
My friends ignore me totally and leave me there to frown.

I must look dumb all alone lost in this pool of dark,
The emotional build up is starting to leave a mark.
The way I feel has dug a cut, deep into my skin,
And every now and then it splits to reveal its within.

Out comes the sorrow, hate, anger, joy...all look in shock,
This piece of me that's breaking down is a vital bit of rock.
It crumbles away and falls down to the Earth desperate to revive,
But no matter what anybody does it cannot stay alive.

So when I go without goodbye remember what I say,
I didn't mean for this to happen... at least not in this way.