Too late to stop

Death is coming closer .

I'm living life in shame.

i start to get excited.

only because i want it to be over.

when nothing is worth while what else is there to do .

as i sit alone at home i think it should be time.

so i tie the rope to the banister .

i slip the other end around my neck.

i let my self fall over the edge just as my mother walks through the door and lets out her screams of terror.

darkness rushes to me and i know it was the wrong choice

i wonder if I'm missed. i wonder if they care. i wonder what they could have done if i had only told.