pathetic fallacy

it rained as i took my last breath the earth didn't quake or quiver at all nothing remained, there was nothing left; left of my will, my love, my wit gone with a simple slit. and those who noticed anything at all peered over the side taking their own fall no matter what they hide nobody will answer the call. so as i push blade into skin i finally meet who i was within and with a gasping breath i meet the rain which had paused its beat.