The Darkness

As I sit here,
shining tears streaming down my tear soaked cheeks,
I sit here,
The darkness embracing my every curve,
With hope of death,
So many times I have wished for this all to end,
So many times I have walked to the draw to see the knife,
Or to look at the pills,
These could end it,
But something always stops me...
On a good day I'm glad that the something is there,
But on the normal days I want it dead,
Just as much as I prey I die...
So I'll just keep sitting here,
The darkness always embracing my every curve,
Continuously in hope of death...