NeVeR gAvE uP

In the deep pits so dark,
awaits my fate.
Full of suffering and blood,
caused by hate.

Beside me is a package,
along with a letter.
Nothing to get hopes up over,
I'll be here forever.

Inside it contains a blade,
and a poem I wrote.
I was expected to die,
leaving a suicide note.

I gave it a quick thought,
I knew it would'nt be hard.
I chose not to do it,
I wasn't letting down my guard.

*Please comment & rate, I'm kinda new at this and would like effective criticism, thanks. I'll return the favour.*