Suicide

I think my time has come;
My life is nothing but a continuing abyss;
That is mattered with darkness;
My mind nor thoughts can control what my body wants;
As each passing day my mind races;
Feeling it's head with dark forces;
I can't consider to stay like this;
If all that is running through my head;
Is suicide notices;
My life is nothing but filled with love and hate;
People have shown me nothing;
Except fate;
But there are those few that have changed my mind;
And make me feel better when I'm near;
Sitting here, sulking at my own despair;
I don't think my heart and mind can bear;
So I think my time is near;
Farewell to the loved ones I bare;
And wish them many great joys;
But I am at my end;
And can't bare the thought'
Of staying here much longer;
When my hearts full of wonder;
Full of pain and confusion;
The sorrow that I have endeared;
Farewell and adieu;
This is my suicide letter.