There's so much Pain

It feels like a train hit me.
It's so dark.
I feel like taking my life.
I've already tried.
I'm to weak to cut.
People I meet says that my mother is kind.
What if I died.
Right now.
Would she care.
Or would she even notice.
She put these bruises on my skin.
My legs, my arms and head. 
It's so dark.
But I'm to weak.
Help me...