THE DARKNESS THAT LIVES

On the floor I sit, The sun's rays hitting into the room I sit, Darkness my best friend is not here, My mind is ablaze,wild thoughts after wild thoughts I hold a rope in my hand Right next to where am sitted is a knife My raptured mind is convinced that a lifeless me is so much more than attractive What's holding me back from doing it? Why have I not done it yet? Six feet beneath the earth,,or no!!what of cremation I want to chose how I end up Because I have no place to hide. Everything in my head is unbearable I'll walk with a smile, No one noticed how weak I really am I am not ready for another day I'VE LOST MY MIND, I'VE LOST MYSELF