My suicide

Haunted by the past
the future obscured
my sanity scattered
my heart has been skewered
I reach for the knife
so long and cold and sweet
i long for escape
an end that i must meet
Placed against my cold skin
it leaves a line of death
through pleasure flows through my body
i know that this could be my last breath
i collapse upon the floor
almost giddy with relief
because its only a matter of time
before i die
I wake in the morning
and gently shed some tears
my wish didn't come true
and waiting will feel like years
all Ive ever asked from you
was a chance to be happy
and if you won't give me that
will you strike me where i lay??
strike the life out of me
and end my long suffering
snuff my life out like a flame
its not like anyone would know I'm missing
my life is already over
so just seal the deal for me
shoot me dead where i lay
and just let me be.