please let me die
im so tired.
i hate it here
i want to die.

he dosen't love me.
he loves noone.
he makes my heart cry.
i want to commit suicide,

but i can't decide how
a guns so messy.
but my wrist im used to.
i want to watch my blood spill on the floor.

as i feel the life leaving my body.
i feel the urge strenghtining
i now must say
goodbye

Carissa McBride

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suicide-97/