It’s darker now,
The end is close,
It’s cold in this place,
Here at the end of my life.

I look to the stars,
And I have to wonder why,
Do I have to die,
Here at the end of my life?

I’m scarred,
I’m bruised,
I’m cut,
Here at the end of my life.

I cower from the taunting,
I hide from the teasing,
I run from my problems,
Here at the end of my life.

You call me out,
You put me down,
You destroy my soul, even here,
Here at the end of my life.

I’ll miss my mom,
I’ll miss my dad,
I’ll miss my understanding friends,
Here at the end of my life.

The light is slowly fading,
Did I make a mistake?
Is it wrong,
To end my life?