Everyday Setback

I can't handle this pain any longer....
Will someone put me out of misery?
Is there anyone out there
willingly to comfort me?
I'm getting worse by the second,
    minute
       hour
         day
       week
     month
year
And no one seems to care.
They're too busy looking at
their problems.
And nobody will notice
that I will be gone
out of their lives,
out of this world
into the unknown.

The Choices One Makes

I can't be afraid any longer.
I have to learn
when to know to
face my fears.
But why am I so afraid?
He won't hurt me...
But I could...

But I don't want to.
But life is full of choices.
One has the power to choose.
Whether it's good or evil,
it doesn't matter
because you're the one choosing.
So don't blame others
for your own choice;
it was I who chose this.

The Blind Girl

(this poem is written in a guy's perspective and it's written to the title, which is kinda ironic because the girl is not blind, she's more ignorant)

I can't stop
thinking about you:
your smile,
your laugh,
your cuteness...
Even though
you might think 
it's boring now
since you're used to
being called cute.
Nothing in this world
I can tell me so;
not even you.

It hurts me sometimes
on how many times
I upset you
because I made a stupid mistake.
I just can't stop caring about you.
I love you.
Can't you see that?