Nobody seen his pain

They didn’t even care

 Acted like they didn’t know him

Like he wasn’t even there

His life came down to that shiny blade

The one he took from his mother

Earlier that day

He knew he wouldn’t be missed

With that sharp blade

He slid across his wrist

Next to the bed he lay on

Was a note to be read

His parents took the note

Started to cry as the realized

Their youngest son lay dead

"Why did I do it,

What could you have done,

All I wanted was love,

The love from anyone."

Closing the note

Bringing more and more tears

Realizing not being there

Resulted in their son’s life ending here