Dear Diary:last entry

Dear diary,

i write to you in sorrow,
for i don't think there
will be any more days to follow,
I'm sick of this life,
i hate it and i can't stand it,
i can't put up with this shit
all i do is cry,
don't you think it's time to die?
there's no point in living,
i feel like I'm becoming insane,
i only live with misery and pain,
what's a girl to do?
i feel unhappy and blue,
I'm hating this life,
I'm gonna end this strife,
let me go find father's knife,
well that it,
gotta go,
before i start to cry,
i guess this is goodbye.

Samantha A. Simonne