End of the endless

I’m now lying on the floor,
staring at the four edges of this empty room
thinking about where did it go wrong?
rewinding all the death notes I’ve written.

Who’s at fault if this ends with a rope?
Can you call it a murder of oneself?
who left with no choice but to hang
just because everything she does don’t seem to fit.

She can even curse the fucking society
or do revenge on people who killed her in the first place,
but she chose to remain silent
despite of everything she is capable of doing .

You can’t just blame her if she wanted it to end
in a quiet manner, no others involved
just her thoughts, mistakes and anxiety
because she’s caught up in the middle of it all
she cant hold on anymore. She said. She’s sorry.