The Voice Inside

I sit here in suffering and pain.
Th voice inside acts as a stain.
I can not goet rid of it.
Istart to listen to it.
I hear it say im worthless.
I hear it say im hopeless.
As i sit here, i think of him.
As i think, my light grows dim.
The suffering and the pain gets deeper.
The voice inside gets loder and steeper.
It tells me to do it, just to do it.
My thoughts get cloudy and i just do it.
As i statr to cry.
I think of him and i want to die.
So I do it over and over again.
The voice inside gets louder and louder telling me again.
Soon i can\'t bear it ans i take a bullet to my head.
Now I\'m gone and i see my mistake.
I watch my friends and family after this take.
They are crying, mornig, and cursing my name.
As I cry my tears fall like rain.
I repeat I\'m sorry over an over.
I hope they know my pain and realize that life is a four leaf clover.