Kill me now

It is on death that i feed,
yet you ask me why i bleed?
DIE DIE DIE!!!
I\'m sick of crying.

Why are you gone?
5 1/2 months gone,
down the drain.
I scream so much,
my voice strains.
Singing....
~~~~~~3 hundred
~~~~6 Ty
~~5
days a **tear**.

Running out of things to rub against my skin.
Make the pain go away,
and never come back again.

Mental home,
Suicide thoughts,
gone as far as,
throwing up.

Trying to,
relieve stress,
but making things,
more of a mess.