Peace at Death

Would dying be alright?
Cause pain is all I feel.
This darkness that you talk about,
It's suddenly all real.
The hurting of my heart,
Just seems to never go away.
My world; once filled with color,
Now everythings all grey.
Fighting back my tears,
I put the blade to my wrist.
If you never loved me,
Why should I exist?

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Note: I'm not really a person who cuts or anything... I am just kinda upset... and poems like this come to me when I am sad...