No more tomorrows

There's no breeze here
That can give me ease
When everyday is just fear
And a case of:"don't hurt me please!"
But dreams of branches bowing
And the broken heart slowing
Bring me this doubt
Causing my words to shout
"Help me I'm on my knees
Pretty, pretty, please
Kill me!"
This isn't who I want to be
I long to be free
But all I have is this tree
With chains and a rope
Even the positive would have a down slope
As sad as this may sound
I'm now six feet under ground
Free from the sorrow
And never will see another tomorrow