I think I finally come to a conclusion of how I feel, beware, cliches abound in this poem, but sometimes they need to be said nevertheless

I have been having the crappiest week ever, and I began writing this poem about how no matter how many things I have turned to for help, none actually worked. Then it turned into this suicide poem about someone who has nothng left to look for in life. R a

Had some time today to think about what I want to come in our future