You know when you have no one left when you turn around to see a bush.
Now you are left with your own soul to roam around this lonely world.
You walk in a street to be run over and then you are shown courtesy.
You go to a bridge to at last end it just to be shun with a light.
You anger the world just to leave this home just to be brought back.
You want it all to end.
But you are never left to it
Now you're in a mental home with no chance to leave.
You want to die but they won't let you.
They say there is still hope, that you are not lost
But you just say, "look in to my eyes".
All they see is brown and black like an ignorant fool.
When all you could see is sadness left and hope all gone.
You now refuse all who try to help.
You spit everything out.
You do not have a disorder you just want to die.
You ask for a pen, they give you a lead marker and then you write.
All over arms and legs just hoping for it to go through.
You ask for a scarf they give you a string.
You try to design a noose.
You don't ask for much.
All you ask is to be let go.
You want to be free to be with glee.
But they just say no.
Years pass by with every regret
And you are never left alone.
All you hear are the voices of the people who once cared.
But they are no where to be found
They were given all you ever wanted,
Happiness and to be free.
At last one day they were careless enough to leave a bottle of wine and pills
You finally get the chance.
You go and hide hoping never to be seen
You open the bottle and guzzle the contents down.
You break open the empty bottle and slit your wrists.
Now you are at last seeing the light you have dreamed of.
All those years just flashed by
Making you wish this would just go by faster.
I am found
I hear yells
I see lights
But they are to late
I am at last free
I am finally at a peace that,
I will at last be happy.