"A cry for help" has been so overused into cliche that it almost loses its power when it's the best possible phrase. I'm so sorry there was no one to hear Young Still.
I wrote stuff to nobody... though not fearing death, and not entirely consciously. I was journaling while doing wildlife fieldwork in college and suddenly my field notes turned into my first-ever expressed acknowledgment of THAT.
"Don't think it hasn't been a little slice of Heaven just because it hasn't!" --Bugs Bunny