One reason

Will this pain ever go away?
When will this torture end?
I feel like time has stopped
And I’m reliving the same day over and over again
I can’t seem to move forward
Because I’m stuck in this one place
And death is standing right in front of me
We’re standing face to face
He looks at me with a smile
Asking am I ready to give in?
Aren’t you ready for this torture
This pain, this misery to end?
His word were so cunning
My pain began to ease inside
What do I have to do? I asked
He whispered in my ear suicide
He points to the table
And on it was a knife
Intended for me to use
To take my own life
This pain is unbearable
I cannot live like this
So I pick up the knife
And place it on my wrist
Death just stood there
Waiting for the deed to be done
I’m thinking to myself is there any reason to live
And there was, there was one
So I dropped the knife
And death became unpleased
As he seen that I was no longer standing
But bowed down on my knees