Confusing Reality

The things that wonder through my time
Will my time ever shine
Can I ever know fine whine
Or will I die before my time
Suicide
Unexpected crime
Possibly natural causes will unwind
Taking me before I could enter my prime
Is it a crime
Wrong to want to end my life
To be sick of the struggle
Being tired of the pointless fight
Hand me the knife
I will make my throat cry
So I can finally fly
Knowing my place is hell
I don't care anymore
No one wants me at there door
I am the dark that consumes me
I know what I see
The visions and the demons
Not everything has a reason
Feeling forced to believe in
The faith and hope
I hate them both
I am a stumped on my growth
Why do I know the things I know
The dreams and the voices
Cut yourself
Do it
You might as well come to us
Screw it