No More Poem by megan watts

could life get any worse
things just clench my thirst
and yh i do want to do it
but in the end i want to commit
the suicide thats my relief
i dont care its my belief
why wont the angel of death come for me
i need you so bad cant you see
you warned me but i chose not to hear
for now i shed my last tear
you put me upon so much presure
its no longer my pleasure
its my life come to an end
for life is no longer my friend
death is instead
oh how i wish i was dead