The end to say.

I called you to say,
keep away.

Because you're not going,
to stay.

Thus my goal is clearly
to your heart slay.

Let your blood over a
wall spray.

So I can my emotions to
rest lay.

After my suicide found in
a pile of hay.

I be may...

(Note: This is a work of fiction, not a suicide note nor is it a threat.)