YOU ARE READING Goodbye World Poetry Self hate feeds the mind. Canabyss 31 0 0 by Avocado_Kay by Avocado_Kay Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story My sight sways, I take another hit. This way, I can no longer feel. I can no longer think. As my eyes bag, I begin to slump, into a sleep so deep, I wish to never wake up.