End It

I lay in my cold yet soft bed,
Squeezing the soft pillow next to me.
Soft cold tears fall down my cheek,
My body is becoming more weak.
My eyes are as if red blood was the new sclera.
My heart is rushing like a high speed chase.
Throwing my pillow at my wall,
Swinging the door open in a hurry,
I just want to end it all.
How do I finish this journey?
My body is aching numb,
My hands can't clutch my pillow nor nothing.
The pain feels good even though I'm left with regret.
Staring in the mirror,
All I see is tears.

I should of not took those pills.

My visions is blurry,
My body weary.
 My head slams against the wooden floor,
I can't take this pain anymore.