I'm afraid for my life, <br />and i no longer care, <br />to try to act strong, <br />to try to be fair, <br /> <br />I wish i could end it, <br />but im now too weak, <br />to bring down the blade, <br />and let the red leak, <br /> <br />I've tried to find help, <br />but they all turn their backs, <br />when i plead with my eyes, <br />and show the red tracks, <br /> <br />I hope it's done soon, <br />and i rest in peace, <br />with the ground as my bed, <br />and a knife, my release<br /><br />Candy Simpson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/secret-desire-2/