So Tired Of This Poem by Paola Elizabet Mateo

Sleepless, Angry, Violent I can't take what I've got here and change it to a happy life, it's not worth my time.
My life creeps away without me knowing that I'm dying without warning.
All my light fading away now it darkens, my heart stops beating.
I'm holding my breath leaving the worldsaying good bye to own life.
My sorrowed life no one caresso why would I?
It's not worth my time to think of everyone else.
But now I know as I'm already gone
They weep over my exposed eternal bed that they cared all along.
But their too lateand I'm too far off.