Poem for the hopeless

Tell me it's okay, tell me it's alright... 

 Say it straight to my face, I don't care, it's fine...

I needed a lie to believe in anyway,
Trying my hardest to keep the feelings at bay,

Ever since reality stopped being enough motivation to breathe,
All hell inside me seems to have been freed,
I keep casting my eyes towards the sky,

Yet I know I'll never find deliverance until I die,

So take me angel of death, 

And carry my luggage of burdens,
At last being lifted of my shoulders,

Leave me bare,
May the world see me for who I am,

Throw me into the cold,

Let freeze what's left of my soul,

Emotions have become dispensable,

The root of all that's regrettable,

Strip me of all living essence,

Maybe in death I'll find my way to forgiveness.