Crying Out in Pain

Life is at his throat, he's trying to keep up with the demands,
More than once he's sat with a razor in his hands,
Scars fill his arms,
He hates the reflect on his self-harms.

But he doesn't stop,
Day after day,
His friends try to get him to stop,
But he doesn't sway.

One day he realizes that the cuts can only get so much deeper,
So he cuts harder and bleeds more,
Until one day he leaves
A note by the door:

"I've lived a short life,
but try as I might,
Life had killed me,
And ive tried to fight.
But im going down
Fast and hard,
Just tell mom i love her,
Of my death she took no part.
But now I must part,
And end my life,
I must kill myself,
And get way from this world filled with strife.
But this was my decision,
Tell my best friend i love her,
Because she knew it all,
And tried to catch me in my fall."

So he cuts his veins quickly,
and closes his eyes,
He weeps quietly,
as he silently dies.