When I'm Through with Me

I lie alone in the dark
Wondering if I'm worth it
Do I make enough of a difference
To bother to live in this pit

When I look in the mirror
All I see is ugly and bad
I see the imperfections of me
And it makes me oh so sad

That's when I think about death
I think I don't fit
Nothing must be better then this
So why not just end it

That's when I hear it
That little voice that is sanity
Screaming to get my attention
It desperately calls out to me

NO NO it screams
What about His plan
You don't have any right
You have to live so that He can

You are loved
I do care
You are beautiful
When you need me I'm always there

So I pull myself out of it
Decide to start again tomorrow
Get a new out look
And keep working through the sorrow

***No one has had anything to say on my poems do you??