I Rather Embrace Death

I really want my life to end because my mind ain't doing alright. I wanna be lit up like a blunt spark me up and ignite. Or maybe a slit throat squirting blood like opening a shaken can of sprite. I feel surrounded by darkness with no light in sight. I feel absolutely hopeless. I have a roof over my head yet, I still feel homeless. Feening like crazy but, I'm broke and, dopeless. I don't no how to deal with my problems I'm copeless. I try to ignore these feelings I wanna get so high I'll be motionless. I never have but, I know a couple that od'd most would consider me lucky. However I can't help but, feel jealousy. They can still draw breath good for them but, I  rather embrace death.