End this strife

That day I knew i've lost myself
I didn't give a dam about anything else
I stood alone in my room pitched black
Thinking if I should kill myself

Nothing else mattered in my life
All the hours I put in
All the pain I endured
Got me feeling like I ain't gonna
Conquer my strife

At times... I stare at my knifes
Thinking should I slit my throat
And end this strife
As I lay in bed writing this
I couldn't help but cry
Feeling so pretence
As if I were living a lie!

I've done enough to get by
Now it's just not enough
I can't go threw life feeling so confined
My mind so badly screwed up
Feeling like I'm running out of time
So tired of it all
But I still manage to write
What's in my soul

I have one last resort
In order to end my strife
If sadly it dosent work
I'll be unknown, where I'll be in life
I'm hopeless.

I WROTE THIS A COUPLE YEARS BACK WHEN I WAS IN A VERY DARK PLACE. MUCH BETTER NOW:)

-Ricky Alcaraz