Life or Death

I'm crying on the floor again. Trying more to face the end. Give it up and scream in hate. An ugly life, an awful place. My only thought, such quick betrayal. My lesson taught is no prevail. That was the only thought in my head. The rope was found and in my hand. Then I look upon the floor, sore hanging from the bedroom door. One last despise flashed through my brain. No need to cry, I scream in pain. This heart is stopping and air is gone. I thank my friend, the rope I hang on.