The pain remains...

Tears stream from my face,
rolling down pace by pace,
To feel that urge to die
in reality, just a cry.

The yearn to end all pain,
sick of lifes little game.
Emotive imagary in my head,
creating pictures of me dead.

Slowly lifes falling apart,
all affected is my heart.
Hate, love, happiness, despair,
whats it all mean? Who cares?

Pain will always remain,
remain a part of me!
so why,
why wont they just let me be?