alone at night

my face is wet my eyes are red,
wondering if I should be dead,
im sure that il be missed but id be free of pain,
I cant take no more its sending me insane,
can never finish the job and end the life I live,
my family cud never find in there heart to forgive,
I always feel so hurt no matter what I do,
why do I have to struggle just to get through.
I can cut until im numb pass out from loss of blood,
I could maybe talk to family if they only understood,
im a lonely girl needing help and time,
and maybe then I would be fine,
my life now is struggles it worsens every year,
poisoned by depression convinced I shudnt be here