Killing Myself

May the title let you think bias thoughts but once you reach the end, you will understand.

Killing Myself
everyday. With all the
fake smiles and hiding
all the tears. I 've been
hidding from the world behind
my hair and make-up. If
I kill myself everyday, then
why am I still walking?!
I wish to die. Too many
stab wounds my heart has
taken. Cease the beating of
my broken, busted, aching,
cutted, barely beathing heart.
I then shall die. Finally
breathing easier than I ever
had. Finally free to live. Finally
able to be, myself.........