Depressed Stream of Consciousness

Want to cut, Can't. Want to die, Can't. Not can't, Won't. Want to but won't. Why? They love me. So what? I love them. You suffer... I know. Life sucks.... I really, really does... Who knows, Maybe death is better... The dead know. I bet they do, They only way is to join them. But I won't. I have responsibilities. "The woods are lovely dark and deep" Now aren't they... "But I have promises to keep" So, so many... "And miles to go before I sleep" So many.... "And miles to go before I sleep" Too many?