Kill Me Now

It’s getting late and I still can’t sleep.
Fresh cuts and bruises have been added again.
This daily cycle will never end.
I might as well give up on everything.

Darkness has almost taken over.
I am getting nearer towards dying.
At least that will finally stop my crying.
My eyes are too tired to cry anymore.

Fear hasn’t left me, it still remains inside.
My heart races ever so fast all the time.
I am tired of lying saying that I’m fine.
Can’t I live peacefully without corruption?

Fury has combined with pain in my life.
I am full of anger that I take out on my wrist.
I am full of boiling rage as I tighten my fist.
Maybe I should stay alone and hated.

Broken and ripped of a decent hopeful soul.
I am a puzzle that has never been solved.
But the cutting is hard not to get involved.
The temptation is so overwhelming.

My scars won’t fade because I re-open them.
It is my fault everything bad happens to me.
My mother was right, isn’t it clear to see?
If I were gone, everyone would be happier.

If my own parents don’t care, why should I?
I took a few pills today; I think I’ll take more.
Dying peacefully and no more me that is torn.
I love you all so much but I have fallen.

Kill me now.