Nothing seems worth living for,
I�ve lost the passion I once held dear.
My heart empty and my love poor,
Not caring enough to shed even a tear.

Struggling to hide my true thoughts
Fearing I�ll lose my sanity.
Spreading, shredding, blackening dots,
My once pure soul cloaked in vanity.

My friends have turned their backs,
And my family never really cared
That what I want my life now lacks�
This thought of death I�ve never shared.

I want the affection and the love�
Two things together I�ve never had.
Now, suicide is all I can think of.
I�m so tired of always feeling sad.

I imagine ways to end it
But stop myself before I begin�
So I crawl back to my sorrowful pit,
And hide my cryptic heart again.