The struggling

To just open the bottle

Then swallow

The pills

Choke me

Let them

I want to breathe no more

Let the air stop its descent

Into my lungs

I'll choke on hot coals

If that's what it takes

Cut my thigh

Let them see me bleed

I don't care

Let me die

Please please

Let me die

I'm tired of it

Waking up

Moving forward

Just wanting to fall backwards

Six feet opposite of up

Since I'm not climbing 

The stairs to heaven

Might as well

Spiral down

Let me burn in hell.