Finally Free

Losing control and I cannot cope,
Haven't even got a glimmer of hope.
I don't know how to carry on with my life,
Think I'm gonna have to go get my knife.

Cut out my pain and let it all seep out,
Hope it will help but i very much doubt.
All on my own, nobody with me,
But that's ok, cos no-one will see.

It's all dripping down now, hitting the floor,
Red in color, as I lean against my door.
Feel like I'm actually gaining some control,
Even though I'm reaching my ultimate goal.

In and out of darkness, flashes of light,
I'm finally losing the will to fight.
Can't carry on, gonna end the battle here,
Pulling the trigger, I got nothing to fear.

Now I'm all gone and there's no-one around,
As I'm six feet under, beneath the ground.
I can spend my time now, just being me,
Cos out of that world, I am finally free.

Please comment and rate, it's the first poem I've wrote for a long time and would love to know what you all think. I'll return the favor.

Thank you.