Smothered Life

These tears are streaming and my heart is screaming.
It screams for help and tries to yelp.
Can anyone see that I'm in need?
I'm a fragile soul caught in the hands of fate.
By tomorrow, it could be too late.
It seems as if no one cares, or no one wants to.
The pain is getting too hard to bear, and I don't know what else to do.
My cries for help get me no where.
No one is going to care.
I'm miserable being alive,
but living in this hell hole is getting hard to survive.
My self-esteem has gotten to it's absolute low,
so I guess it's now time for me to go.