Thoughtfull

When does it end,
why should I hold on,
for something I cant fend,

Why do I fight,
when I have no strength,
even for whats right,

Whats the reason,
to hold on tight,
'till the next season,

Cease.

Is what I will do,
I am coming to an end,
I know how to,
I am going to end this trend,

I face my fear,
as I look in the mirror,
I look at my face,
then I start to pace,

I take my knife,
sharpened with such beauty,
I'll take my life.

*Please comment and rate please and tell me what you think seriously. I just threw this together about thoughts going through my head. Thanks Everybody*