Author's Note: To get to the point, I AM NOT SUICIDAL NOR DO I PLAN TO KILL MYSELF! Last time I uploaded this little poem, I got accused of making a stupid choice when I wasn't even planning on making it in the first place. C'mon, obviously I didn't kill myself since I'm still uploading things. I did write it when I was deeply depressed, but I'm sure you all understand how writing is a good emotional outlet. Besides, the thought of a knife against my skin makes me shudder...

Final Favor

So many emotions,

That I can't feel anything at all

When I needed help,

Nobody heard my call.

I tried to hide the pain,

And act like everything was alright.

But those hidden thoughts,

Always came back to haunt me at night.

When I am alone,

And drowning in memories of the past.

Deep down,

I knew it would not last.

They have all moved on,

And I am not apart of their future.

Their pain,

They would not let me nurture.

Without those I love,

I am nobody.

Please, someone notice me...

Somebody.

The blood is flowing,

My life itself draining away.

The image of the guilty blade,

Begins to fade.

All the tears I have hidden from them,

Finally fall like the rain.

My final favor to those I love,

Is to end their burden as well as my pain.