I regret waking up | A short poem about every morning of a pessimist

I regret waking up — Poem

Oh, I woke up! What a shame!
I look at myself and life is the same.
Broken, disastrous and dark,
As a future standing like a question mark.

Oh death, I was waiting for you last night,
But I forgive you and will wait for you tonight.
Embrace me in your arms when I sleep,
Take me forever to the abyss so deep!