My Heart Is Dead.

The walls are closing in.
I fear I can't get out.
I try everything I can.
I curse, cry, even shout.

Nothing will help me.
The therapy or medication.
It's a waste of time.
I just want to die.

I'm too far in.
Nothing can save me now.
No matter what you do.
Please, stop asking how.

I don't want your help.
Can you just let me die.
I'm tired of living.
All I do is cut, scream, and cry.

Get me out of this hell.
Do whatever you can.
Kill me please,
Or I will continue to yell.

My heart is already dead,
So why can't I die too?
Help me.

I am tired of pretending.
But I don't know what to do.
Somebody kill me, will you?

((Not very good, it's my first poem in a while that has had such short lines))