Suicide Poem by careema cooper

desolated in this world,
abide within my own mind,
dark, twisted emotions, my insanity is one of a kind.

a great desire to escape,
i will feel no more pain,
for myself is useless, baseless, unvaluable, vain.

a massive waste of skin i am,
without a purpose in life and nothing to give,
without anyone's love there is no reason to live.

an ultimate decision, contemplating my ways of self-affliction,
alive i am dead and dead i am free,
released from this living hell, a way out of me.

life is only an obstacle in the path of death,
life is an everyday struggle, life is a prison,
the day i break free-that day has risen.

ready to go, grasping tight the blade,
feeling alone, there is nowhere to hide,
i tightly close my eyes and commit my suicide.