Stolen

This is for you,
My ‘loving’ friends,
Just to show you how I feel,
I’ll make it all end.

I cried because of you,
I always felt so left out,
You never thought of my feelings,
The ones no one knew about.

So now to show you what I mean,
I’ll overdose,
Leaving a note beside me,
Saying how no one got too close.

All of you will start to care,
When you realise I’m gone,
It will sink in that it was all your faults,
Then you’ll feel bad about what you’ve done.

So here I am,
Pills in my hand,
I’ve taken too many already,
There isn’t a chance I stand.

With my last efforts,
I pick up the pen,
Scribble my last words on the page,
And hope you remember me by them.

‘You did this to me,
You hurt me so bad,
You didn’t see through my eyes,
You didn’t see the pain that I had.

I loved you all,
But no one could tell,
I kept it too deep inside,
It made my life hell.

Maybe I should have said something,
To let you all know,
If I had just walked away,
I wouldn’t have been all on my own.

It has gotten too hard,
I feel I really need to die,
I don’t care what you did!
I love you and goodbye…’

I slump across the desk I lean on,
Clutching the pen to my heart,
The truth in those words striking me,
How I’ve made us all so apart.

A tear leaks from my eye,
Making my mascara run,
Leaving a trail down my face,
Showing that the pain has won.

I stare across the desk at the letter,
Reach out and take it in my hand,
I cling on to it tightly,
As I begin to leave this land.

I sense my breathing slowing,
I know I’m leaving now,
I start to get confused,
My life was stolen and now I’m wondering how…