End My Life Poem by gabriella pestana

Your words are spoken, trying to stand strong but im too weak and broken.
Taking each blow to the heart and head, that will soon stop because I am dead.
You regret me, I know you do, you just dont have a clue.
Even if I am blood you would end my life without shedding a tear flood.
Why did you even keep me, you could have left me out and be free.
It couldn't be because of my father, he doesnt even bother.
Do you like to see me suffer, you say it's to make me tougher, but whats tough love if you dont even give me a hug.
I pray every night, to god so he can take me to the light or just send me a knight, because ending my life is so much better dont worry i write you a letter, explainning why i picked up this knife to end my life and i'll explain it in there that what was broken couldnt be repair.
So that night that we fought, was the last time i will ever cry that comes from deep down inside.
Life will be better without me, dont you agree.
You wont have to yell at me
beat me
feed me
or be ashamed of me.
Just live and try to have a good thrive.