Suicide is the cure to pain

Left behind in his harsh dark pain,
The scars they left will forever remain,
Leaking the blood of his heart that they drew,
And covered in the lies that they have made true.

Silent in the cold sorrow that traps him,
Dying in isolation with no one to see,
Never to be saved from his torturous fate,
The misery that he will sedate.

Now he shuts his eyes and accepts his end,
Curing the scars that would never mend,
As he fades away from the hateful past,
He can truly enter the present at last.