Journal Of The Fallen

Life?

"Life is just so pointless."
I whisper, my will starting to break,
I stare at the ceiling crying,
But, Hey, I'm just a fake...

"I feel so fucking useless."
I scream into my pillow,
I walk outside in the rain,
Gasping in pain beneath the willow.

"I'm nothing but a burden. "
I tell myself in tears,
I wipe them away with my sleeve
Wishing I hadn't cut all these years.

"Maybe I should just die."
I think as I watch the sky,
Sighing I grab a rope,
Now it's time to fly.

"I'm sorry," I whisper
The rope under my head,
I hope you're happy now
Cause I'm finally dead.