The Note: A poem by me.

I wrote this a few years ago. No, I am not suicidal, but for some reason I felt the need to write something for those who had taken their own lives without leaving a note of explination on why. (Note: The reason is a personal one involving the death of a friend, sorry I could not be more specific.)

The Note
For all the bad I couldn’t do;
For all the wrongs I didn’t right.
For all the good I didn’t do;
For all my love I kept from sight.

For all the hate I didn’t hide;
For all the pain I couldn’t stop.
For all the rage I kept inside;
For all the failings I couldn’t top.

For all the evil I wished to do;
For all the devils that take flight.
For all and one and all of you;
I end my life tonight.