Hurting

To easy the pain,
i slit my wrist.

to kill the misery,
i hit myself.

to stop the grieving,
i strangle myself.

to keep in line,
i push myself to the limit.

to stop the hurting,
i jump to my death.

just a few more seconds of a life where there is,
pain, misery, grieving, limits, and hurting.

it is all over soon.