Suicide Note

What is life
Without the living,
All this strife
This guilt unleaving.
Your friend, the knife
Is so deceiving,
Yet no husband, nor wife
To do the relieving.
The dreams you made
When you were man,
They now fade,
No one understands
The fear that’s laid,
You’ve lost all you can
And there’s no aid
In your foreign land.
But such are lies
‘When no one cares’
You always despise
When someone shares -
A shoulder to cry on,
A comforting air
And you wonder why
Nobody’s there.

By Ethan