In the depths of anguish, where shadows loom,
I face a mirror reflecting my doom.
An identity lost, consumed by the night,
A soul adrift in a ceaseless fight.
Failure's grip tightens, a relentless foe,
Whispers of worthlessness with every blow.
In the battlefield of my own mind,
War rages on, leaving scars undefined.
Life's harsh lessons, etched in every line,
As I navigate the maze of my design.
Struggling to find meaning in this pain,
But each day feels like Hell's disdain.
Terrified by the silence within my core,
Suffocating under waves I can't ignore.
The weight of sorrow crushing my chest,
As I yearn for peace in an endless quest.
A life once vibrant now dull and bleak,
Like a broken vessel upon a creek.
Seeking solace in the embrace of night,
Yearning for an end to this endless fight.
I raise the blade with trembling hand,
Ready to succumb to darkness grand.
In this tragic moment of final breath,
I embrace release from lingering death.
As crimson stains the barren floor,
Whispers fade and pain exists no more.
Fleeting moments of twisted relief,
In death's silence lies grim belief.
The echoes of a life cut short,
Reverberate in the empty fort.
A hollow shell where secrets dwell,
Tell a tale of sorrowful farewell.
May you learn from my tragic end,
Life's struggles need not break or bend.
Hold onto hope and seek the light,
For in darkness lies but endless night.
"This is the last of me, I'm not gonna stand around and the people I love get hurt anymore. I caused it all, I did.. I almost killed people, I've hurt people, I've put people down. Im not gonna be the same person anymore. I'm just going to **** myself"