My death,My relief

I'm sitting on my bathroom floor
A million thoughts of how I can end my life
Are going through my head
I'm thinking of all the people that have hurt me
And wonder if they really care
It seems as if every night I go to sleep in tears
Waking up in pain
Wondering when my life will get better
I take a decision and decide that it won't
I look down at the pills on my hand
and figure out that this is the only way,
So as i sit on my bathroom floor,
I take the pills one by one
I see Images of my life and smile
Then I lay my tired head on the,
cold tile floor & close my eyes
I smile for the last time and take my last breath
And so this is how my pain ends.

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