As I lay here in the dark night
I think about a lot of things,
A lot of unhappy things
I think about how I wont go anywhere
With my life, can't do anything
I think about how I mess up everything
I think about how useless I am
Most nights I contemplate on ending things
I don't want to be here
I never wanted to be here
I know this is a mess,
But so am I
YOU ARE READING
Last Breath
PoetryThese are just some poems I've made over the past 3-4 years, I'm still working on more
