Words of the Dead, Painted in Red

After Pretending,
All these years,
Its ending,
In a pool if crimson tears.
And a single tear,
Dried on her cheek,
But No words was said,
The dead,
Can’t speak.
Yet In her hand you'll find a note,
Stained in blood from where she bleeds,
Her final thoughts she ever wrote,
Painted in red here's what it reads.

Dear Mum and Dad,
This is my final goodbye,
Please don’t ask how,
and don’t ask why,
It was never my intention,
To cause you pain,
And there are some things in life,
We can never explain.
I tried to warn you,
Many times before,
But I was always,
So easy to ignore.
So now that I’m gone,
Don’t act like you care,
It makes no difference,
Whether or not I’m there.
You BROKE me, Then FIXED me,
Then BROKE me AGAIN,
I've been playing your mind games,
Ever since I was eight.
So wipe your eyes,
Dry your tears of Vanity,
I’m sick of your lies,
YOU stole my sanity.
You’re the ones to blame,
I’ve come to this,
Can’t you Read your name,
Along my wrist.
I know it’s not perfect,
It’s not A class,
But it’s not that easy,
When using broken Glass.
I fell so sweetly,
For you DEADLY charms,
Could you not see?
My Razor kissed Arms.
School was no different,
It wasn’t any better,
You’re not the only reason,
I’m writing this letter.
In School I was quiet,
I’d sit in the back,
I was nothing but "that weird kid"
All dressed in black,
They tormented me,
Called me Names in the halls,
They'd Trip me up,
And laugh when I’d Fall.
They'd Punch my face,
They'd kick my back,
They'd wait for me in the bathroom,
Ready to attack.
They'd leave me Bleeding,
Unable to Speak,
Unable to stand,
My Shattered Knees was too weak.
They'd leave me Helpless,
Battered, and Bruised,
I'd try to fight Back,
But I’d always Lose.
No one to love me,
No one to hold my hand,
No one to hold me,
Or try to understand.
No one to want me,
Or say I’ll be alright,
No one to kiss me,
Or Sing me a lullaby at night.
13 years of Loneliness,
And this is what i've Become,
Please dont think think im wrong,
With what i have just Done.
This wont be painful,
Just a single bullet to my brain,
Il already be dead,
Before i can feel any pain.

So Tonight I’ll Cry,
My final Lullaby,
But right now I’m saying,
Those Precious Words...GOODBYE...