I'll be honest,
I had my suicide note written,
and it went like this,
"To my mother, you left me.
You had always decided drugs were more important than raising me,
so I'm leaving you.
To my father, you're an alcoholic.
You've never showed any real love towards me,
so now, I'm doing the same.
To my brothers, I bet you never thought your 'jokes' hurt,
yet they did,
so I'm leaving, and this isn't a joke.
To my co-workers,
I love you all so, so, much.
Yet, I can't take it all,
so I'm taking my life.
To my friends, well, you guys decided to stop talking to me
after I made a few mistakes, did you not stop to think that
that might've been when I needed the most help?
I needed that help,
now all I need is this gun to go off.
So here it is, the girl who was always smiling,
with a bullet through her head,
who could've saw this coming?
Anyone.
Who was going to stop it, who cared?
Nobody.
Goodbye.."
It was then, that my friend, texted me.
A simple message that said;
"Hey beautiful."