Death is a welcomed friend

Living each day as if my last,
my life's falling apart very fast.
Tears fall down my cheeks,
help is not what i seek.

I'm bored with my miserable life
so i decided to take the knife
slit my throat, and vocal cords
i fall to the ground, unable to talk.

Bleeding out, i wait for the end
death is a welcomed friend
he takes me away from this place
and i disappear without a trace.