A TIme to Cry

I fell apart.  One too many bad things came crashing down around me and I fell apart.  They saw me, they watched me and I had to run.  I've never felt this low, never.  I had thoughts I never had before.  Thoughts of ending it.  How comforting it sounded to me to no longer feel this pain, if I just ended it.  No longer would I be a burden to them.  They can talk all they want and it cannot hurt me anymore.  There would be no one to hurt anymore, because there would no longer be me.  I'm so sorry.  I'm sorry that I can't snap out of this feeling.  Dear God, will I ever be okay?  Will I ever lead a normal life?  Letting go sounds good, sounds soothing.  To not hurt anymore, how I welcome not to hurt anymore.