Life is one big hunger games,
From the moment you are born you battle against eachother for:
Power, leadership, popularity and money.
No money - No food
No food - Death.
Whats the point in life ?
All it contains is death...
You live through your life just like your ancestors did ... Scraping money together for food just to end up dying anyway.
YOU ARE READING
The life of a self-harmer
Poetry#66 (22/6/17) Don't judge, listen. If you don't like what you see then leave. some simple poems or quotes on the life of a self-harmer. I am in no way promoting self-harm and if anyone ever needs help or advice or just cheering up, I'm always here...
