I've lost so much hope and I've lost so many.
I can't help but drink away my pain.
I drink till I'm dizzy,but it does little to help me.
The only thing that helps is the knife I use to cut my vein.
Death,I must ask why won't you come for me?
I'm miserable, in pain, and I'm so depressed.
I no longer have my love and I have no family.
So why won't you come and take me; I can't keep these feelings suppressed.
The scars on my wrist tell the whole story....
The story of my life is filled with love, happiness, betrayal, and despair.
Oh, death please take me and please,hurry!
I am ready to take my last breath of air.
Kept alive by my damn friends and a doctor's lackey!
They say I'm needed,wanted; but I. don't .give.a .DAMN!!
Sadly,what they are doing just hurts me more.
So please death please come take me to the land of the damned.
Tired of living and crying,
Wishing my friends would just leave me be.
I'm finally ready to start dying.
So reaper here is what I'm asking.
Death? Why do you keep me waiting? Why won't you come for me.

Author's Note

This poem? (IDK!) is made by heart and soul which is inspired by title of the story I love it! Thank you Suicidal! I'm glad that my story's title inspired you to create this lovely piece this is the link to his page
http://www.fimfiction.net/user/Suicidal+soul+and+heart
edited by:ME!!