I'm sorry
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I am a worthless, horrible excuse for a human being.
I can't even keep a stupid promise to you.
Even though I always say I stick to my word.
I guess to do, but this one promise I made, I KNEW I could never keep, yet I still told you I would.
I LIE to you face
I tell you I have other things on, just cause I don't want to come.
It's not you, it's me.
Honestly.
I just can't stand going out.
I lie to your face when I tell you I'm fine.
Want to know what the truth is.
Yes I'm fine, here bleeding out in my bed, on the floor, in the shower, anywhere, bleeding out with a blade by my side, typing I'm fine, staining the screen red.
But you know what.
I honestly deserve it.
I always ask what i did wrong.
But I just said it.
I'm so sorry.
But I'm just a worthless piece of shit.
Rubbish to be thrown away.
A useless tool.
Nothing worth your time.
I'm sorry.
But I'm a horrible excuse of a human being.
Why should I even stay in your shadow.
When I don't deserve to be there.
YOU ARE READING
The Truth
PoesieThis is a collect of my poems I know that originally it also had ones that I liked, but I deleted them to make it my own. Potential trigger warning Cover drawn by me. So don't judge, I know it's bad. *completed* 1st poem book "The Truth" 2nd poem b...
