Dismal Dismissal

You talk to them,
But they just don't seem to listen.

They say they'll be there,
When they don't really care.

My friend died,
After four days mum yells at me,
She says "don't push me away",
But I guess thats the way she can be.

All SHE left us with was memories,
And of course, the occasional picture,
With shattered hearts and mangled wrists,
No one to talk to when we were most melancholy.

I feel as though there is nothing left,
Nothing to live for,
Nothing to gain,
Nothing keeping me here.

So I'll wait until nobody is here,
No one to ignore me.

I will take the knife,
And slash my vein.

My neck will bleed,
I'll fall to the floor,
Crying out in agony,
And slowly bleed to death.

They will get back,
And they'll see me there...
They'll shout out in pain,
And they'll never be the same.

Then one day,
The end will come,
And the world will be at peace.
Never to be disturbed.

They will all forget the girl they ignored,
About her misery and her despair,
They will go on with their lives,
As they had before her existance there.