Were I not so frightened of the uncertainty of death, I would go and find it gladly; I'd never miss a breath. I say responsibilities still hold me here as well; but does my family need me? I truly cannot tell. I feel I am but a burden to family and friends. I find no joy in this, my life.. So what if it should end? I'm so tired of going without; sick of pain and trouble; tired of seeing money dwindle while debts and needs double. The world around me has gone mad. Its greed and strife stun me..... I've come to see death as escape from these cares that haunt me. But death, for now, must wait for me, as suicide's abhorred. It's just another luxury that I cannot afford.