spilled ink

dix

i'm such a bad person,
and not just for the way i treated people in the past
i'm the one that's still awake at 3 am with their face buried in their pillow,
hoping that no one hears their cries
or the one that watches the sunset and sunrise daily,
thinking about the past,
and all of their mistakes and fuck ups
there's always a constant pain in my chest that i hope no one will ever understand
please stay away from me,
i'm better off alone anyways
i will let you down at some point