Everyone has dark days and this was written on such a day....

Wake up each morning
Stretching and yawning
wanting to die
wondering why
God didn't answer my prayer
Lord, take me away from here
please take my life right now
but someway somehow
each day I wake up
to a life that's fucked up
a lonely existence
with destructive thoughts that remain persistent
only person I want to hurt is myself
I'm to blame for this curse and no one else
so it's only right that I suffer alone
fight this battle on my own
but who am I really fooling
I'm fighting and I'm losing
trying and I'm failing
wishing someone could tell me
where do people like me find peace
what is my release
where is my relief
to where do I retreat

begging for a listening ear
searching for someone to be here

I'm a prisoner of my own mind
all it tells me is suicide...