SWEET DEATH

I look up at the sky

It’s a dark gray, and morbid

Just like my mood,

I cant keep my though off suicide

It consumes me whole

Destroying me,

It’s a sickness in me

Slowly killing me

So slowly

The pain is getting to me,

Death is coming

Closing in on me

I welcome it with open arms

I look at it like it’s my savior

Death needs to come

And take me away

The pain needs to go away,