Would It Be

Would it be I thought I was happy But I realized that I was lying Pain inside of me digs a grave A grave for me to enter I'm tired of being fake When sorrows have befriended me I'm broken yet I pretend to be okay Deeply corroded by this toxic life My heart is black No longer red like it was suppose to be I have even ran out of tears Because of the grieve that I am Would it be wrong if I If I hung myself up with a rope Just to end this misery To put an end to this pain Would it be wrong if I Overdosed pills till the bottle went empty Just to set myself free To unfold what is on the other side of life Would it be wrong if I Drank something toxic till my organs shredded Just to be happy on the other side To be in a place which is more accommodating