I'm so sad,
I'm so numb,
I feel nothing,
I am nothing,
so why shouldn't I
just end it all tonight?
I'm never enough,
I'm only worthless,
I'll always be useless,
so please, just tell me why I
can't end my life tonight?
We all live to die,
so maybe it's my time,
who will ever know if
I don't try?
So I'll slit my wrists,
and swallow a bottle of pills,
I just ended my life without
saying goodbye.
I'm sorry, but how could it have
been that big of a surprise?
All I finally did was just end
my life.
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The Way I Feel
PoetryThe Way I Feel is a story is made of many different poems I wrote. Poetry helps me express my feelings better than just trying to talk to someone about them. I hope you enjoy them and make you keep wanting to read more!