Note to whom ever, My last day alive.

You said I never had to feel alone.
I've heard more promising words.
But I believed you.
Yet I feel so alone.
I give it about 7 months.
You wouldn't even remember my name by then.
You'll never enter my room again.
Because it'll be closed off.
But you know inside.
Is where I lay.
Dead.
You know inside my room is where I took my last beath.
You said I'd always have a reason to stay alive.
You said you'd never leave me without no reason.
Then one day, your no where to be found.
Tell my family this is not their fault.
This is but mine.
Note to whomever.
This is my last day.
Alive.
Note this.
Trust no one but yourself.
Things change.
People change.
People lie.
The world still turns.
Only now.
I'll be six feet under.
You drove me to death.