My Sorrow Poem by Kylie Archer

As I'm trying to cry myself to sleep. I lay here and think of how to die. There are so many ways. I could take a knife or I could swallow all these pills. That will make this pain go away, so I can finally say I am happy. That's all I want to be. I want to find my reason why. I want to go a day without tears in my eyes. I want a lot of things, but me wanting only brings more pain. So I will just lay here and pray that I don't wake up tomorrow so I don't have to deal with all my sorrow.