Help!

Lying here
Staring up at the empty white ceiling
Knowing one day it would all end
All the hatred and betrayal of life

So here I was
Pen in one hand
Paper on the floor
and a knife in the other hand, my hand ready to cut

My hand trembling with every word I write
I can't handle this anymore
If only I could go
Away from the pain

So here I am
writing this poem
Just to describe my feelings
now i'm gone your know how I feel, and your remember all those times I said it. It wasn't a lie...
... it was a reality

Goodbye, goodbye forever.