Help- Allison

Looking up in the night sky,
I sit down and cry.
I don't want to be this way,
But it doesn't get better a new day.

When I hold the knife,
I know I can take my life.
But I won't and never will,
I don't want to kill.

My mind is not right,
I'm putting up a fight.
I need to quit,
I'm just a miserable twit.

So give me help I need,
Before more blood is freed.
One day it will go too far,
And I'll be up floating with stars.