Why

Why am i living this life
this life thats full of regret
knowing i will never find love
is a hard thing to forget

I would stare into her eyes
and look for a feeling
yet there is nothing there
one thing i don't want to be believing

sorrow plagues my mind
like a locust does a crop
killing me inside my head
my soul shall always be dead

loneliness riddles my thoughts
having nobody by my side
i have a feeling that
everybody wished i died

so as i look down
from the cliffs that shall end my life
i think which is easier
this or a knife

poised against my throat
almost instant death
blood pouring down my chest
forget you and forget the rest