Would I Be Missed?

Walking through my hell
This depression where I dwell
Self destructive
Not wanting to die
Yet no will to live
Unable to stop the tears I cry
Searching for the end
But I don’t know where I’m going
Because I don’t know where I’ve been
The search continues
Stumbling in the darkness
Further lost, Further confused
Maybe it’s just constant
An eternal loop
Keeping me lost while on my way
Intended to seep in to me with every move
Implanting the voices in my brain
That question my every decision
Intentionally driving me insane
With detailed precision
A calculated implantation
Of twisted desires
The pain and pleasure of damnation
Wanting to twitch and burn in hells fire
Costing the forfeit of my life
Which means nothing to me
Or the dreaded delight of my shiny knife
Leaving scars for no one to see
This vicious cycle takes its toll
Death has invaded my every thought
Delirium takes over and I want to go
Ignoring everything for which I’ve fought
I start to wonder
If I gave up would any one notice
Death seems the only obvious end to my search
If it is would I be missed?