I wrote this poem
To my family and foe
Hope it'll drop by my dead body
Just so everyone will know...

When I wrote this letter
I took it to and artful peak
Its not like any other letter
Because this letter is unique

I didn't know if it would say goodbye
Or if it would explain
I didn't even really know
If it'd say who to blame.

No it doesn't say that, Theres no one to blame
This was a choice I chose to make
Out of unhappy occurances
That continued to make my soul weak

In my letter
I included some directions
They lead to all of my poems
They lead to all my confessions

I have written all of these poems
Each keeping me up so late at night
Maybe after you read them all
You'll realize it was an on going fight

Maybe after you've read them all
Each and every one
You'll realize what I went through
And there was nothing you could've done

I had cut, just a bit too far
Almost to the bone
But I didn't even care
When no help seemed to come

Now all that is left of me
Are the memories and poetry
Which both tell the story of
Why, from life, I had to flee

You don't have to miss me
It'd be rude to even ask
All I can ask is this favor

Never live behind a mask

Never let others rule your life

Don't let them control your emotions

Eventually it will lead to this

And this whole big commotion

A mother's blood curdling scream...
A father who just wont believe

Commotion all about the note
And what this fallen angel wrote
 
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