Dying Will Be the Death of Me

Living here, in constant pain, I'm reaching out to you!
 Feelings I have long suppressed, control my mental views
 As I walk this lonely earth, searching for a sign
 Something to make me want to live, cause' now I want to die
 As I languish here, in this house of disease
 And decrepitude, feeling un at ease
 Slowly I put up a wall, to block away the pain
 Only to have it fall, the misery remains!
 It rips the mind apart, scorns my soul with rage
 Infects my heart, kills my will to be
 My eyes cannot see, blinded from the sweat
 I don't know why I, feel morose today
 Born with it all, rich beyond my means
 Lately something has been burning
 In my gut it bleeds, making me despondent
 A victim of me
 Dying will be the death of me
 It hurts when I smile
 Only happy when, others are in pain
 When I was younger, life was in my heart
 Lastly vie been craving, suicide as an art
 All the ways I've attempted, was placed in the psycho ward
 In a straightjacket, dying cause' I'm bored
 In the end, dying will be the death of me!