Suicide

I have twenty reasons to die and no reasons to live. I don't even know what to do with myself anymore.
My mom hates me, hell, a good chunk of my family hates me. The rest just don't really care or don't want to get involved.
I can't stop cutting because I'm given so many reasons to continue. One of these days I'm going to return to slicing my wrist and I won't even care if I go to deep.
I don't have any friends left, they didn't want to deal with me anymore. They even went as far as telling my mom that I'm considering suicide. Little did they know that only proved to push me closer to the edge. They also continue to push me by insulting me, telling me I'm a bad friend, I'm ridiculous etc.
Suicide remains the sole way out of this mess of a life I have. I just have to keep waiting...