Bottled up, About to lose it

I can’t take this pain anymore. It’s eating my insides away every minute, every day. Nothing I can do can get rid of it and nothing will every get rid of it. It’s too late. I’ve been hurt so bad i can’t see happiness. All I see every day when I walk out my house is Darkness. A black sky no moon or sun shining. The plants all dead never to be green again. The water is black to turn you sick and mad. In my eyes all I see is Darkness and within it Sadness, Anger, and Despair. To make me happy or feel another emotion again, you have to remove these from my eye’s sight. Good luck trying to though. Life to me is nothing anymore. No point of living to me. I just want to drop dead. Never to have existed on Earth.