Pain

I'm sitting in my room,
cuts deep down in my wrist,
people banging on my door,
i think there getting pist,
soon i will be as dead as a ghost
I think my death will hurt most,
no one even knows my name,
no one can even begain to know my pain,
i dont want to breathe another breath,
So now i turn to death,
This is the end but remember,
This is time to look for death,
not to breathe another breath.