Justify

All the things I’ve ever done
Whirl round in my head
The only words that I can think
Are ones that wish me to be dead

At least death would hurt no more
Than this already hurting life
All it takes is one cut
With this sharpened steely knife

But what would happened afterwards?
The pain for all my friends…
All my family hurting…
Does that justify my end?

Even if I’m hurting too much
I cant let go of life
Because all the pain it would cause to them
Isn’t worth their strife

again i just wrote this really quickly, so its not very good... please comment on it to tell me how 2 improve, on any of my poems. thanks!