Desolation

Kick me when I'm on the ground.
I can't go on any more, my mind- no longer sound.
Liars! Cheaters! Those with no souls!
Look! Can't you see how you've made my heart so cold?

More endless pain, no one with which to share.
Even my friends no longer care.

If there was an easier way out, I probably wouldn't be taking the hit.
Maybe there is, because I'm through with this shit.

Better for all if I just leave.
Really don't want them to hear my pleas,
Of my desire for empathy and understanding.
Killing off all the people who try to keep me out of the canyon, until nothing's holding me except my own sanity.
Even it fails. Like everyone else.
Never will I get up, after I step off this ledge.