On the hour!

At the hour of 12 my clock it chimes ,on the second strike i had made up my mind.
I'm going to die to night, it is my time.
there is nothing left for me,
no-one actually knows how i feel.
i don't feel what u feel, i feel nothing, there is nothing to feel .
causing myself pain to me is just a game it signifies nothingness, not a thing!
i lost the chance once and i won't loose it again remember the 12th chime at midnight as the nell of my death.
remember me and the way i die call it what u want but i will call it suicide!