I'm Done.

I thought I was better again.
I thought I'd left this sin.
All I had done was hide,
From the ugly truth inside.
I went to take some Tylenol for a headache.
Man, I just can't catch a break.
A little voice in my head,
"Take the whole bottle", it said.
"Why not add some tequila?
It would be good for ya. "
I grabbed the pill bottle, but only for a minute.
I set it down, refused to touch it.
All I could think was "why?"
So I sat down and started to cry.
After so long, I thought I was finally happy.
Even if my life was kind of crappy.
So today, I failed my goal.
I was reminded that I'll never be whole.
I almost regret not doing it before.
I just can't take it anymore.
I'm done trying to be strong, I'm not.
Hell, I'd give almost anything for some pot.
Anything to help me stop thinking.
Hell, I almost started drinking.
Sadly the alcohol is no where to be found.
Guess I'll just sit on the ground.
Thinking about all the pain.
Wishing it would just rain,
So I could hide my tears,
Not wanting to worry anybody who actually cares.
Ah, but I can't die today.
I have things to do, debts to pay.
I promised my one real friend,
I would not let this be the end.
So I'll just sit out here, on the ground.
And pray that I'm never found.