Ive waited so many long days and nights for it to get better. Ive sat here watching it all go by. Not feeling the evil words people say, not feeling the hits and blows from kids, not feeling the sadness deep inside. Now I realize happy isn't coming today, or the day after, or the day after that. I am going to be trapped in this eternal hell. I walk into the kitchen and grab a knife. The cold steel feels like heaven in my skin. I go into my room and grab my long put away teddy bear and kiss my mother good bye. Even though shes passed out from all the drugs, I still love her. Then I lay down on my bed and go to sleep. Not to awaken in the morning. But as I lay there on my bed a smile crosses my face. With my last remaining strength I whisper I love you and my body falls limp.
