Another depressed poem

My soul is caressed
Slowly taken da darkness…
I don’t know what caused it
Maybe it was the fact that life isn’t worth living, if no one cares about you.
I feel like stabbing myself, multiple times.
I want somewhere where I will feel accepted.
Somewhere where someone will care about me
Where I won’t feel alone, and suicidal.
Where someone… will Amore me.