Just Breathing

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Maybe I am

Better off dead

There's nothing left

For me here

On this earth

Why am I still here

When I can't even feel

When I'm already dead inside

I no longer

Feel happy

Or excited

All I feel

Is numb

Empty

Alone.

I don't want to be alive

If I have to fight

To survive

I never wanted

To end up like this

A pile of bones

Held together with skin

I'm nothing

I'm a insignificant waste

Waste of perfect space

There's nothing left

For me here

On this earth

You all call home.

So ill leave soon

Maybe heaven will be better

Who knows

Maybe I'm going to hell

Although I don't care anymore

Anywhere is better than here

Where my demons rage

And my mind screams

And my heart aches

Anything is better

Than being alive

But not really living

Just breathing.

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