The End Is Near Poem by Richard Merry

It's a time in life where everything is up hill,
And it feels as if the only way to escape is a cyanide pill.
There's so many twist and turns in this lifetime occuring,
That in front of me all of everything is blurring.
School is dreadful, Home is a dump,
Just wish there was something helpful,
That could end this slump.
I have no job, no car, or cash,
Why can't my world just terminate in a flash?
Did I do something wrong to be treated like this,
Or was I just chosen to be in abyss?
I have no friends, and im all alone,
My family's not even around to see how much i've grown,
So I will soon end my life to escape these chains,
My chosen way to go is to blow my brains.