I Needed to Vent

About to

Don't be surprised when I actually do it,
When I pull the trigger or jump from a building,
I am again about to commit,
And will keep trying until I have success on my killing.

I wish to disappear,
To die and finally find peace,
To stop life from continue it's tease,
And maybe finally feel good or nice.

Feeling like shit everyday is tiring,
Living it's exhausting, please let it end,
I hope I will be soon dying,
But I know tomorrow I will wake up and won't be dead.