I should be happy
But I'm sad
And empty
For no reason
I
I am ready to die
To stop existing
To be done with life
I am so done with life
So done with myself
I hate myself
My arm is covered in red scratches because I learned I can use that as my self harm during school
It's good enough
It's a temporary replacement for the blade
Hes gonna leave soon
I'm gonna be broken even more
I hate everything
I hate everything because I want to love things but I can't and so I hate myself and when I hate myself I hate everything around me too
I always hate everything around me
Now I'm in the bathroom at school
Not crying
Because I'm too empty to cry
But too sad to be happy
I dont know what to do
I don't want to be here
By here I mean on this planet
I want to die
And I can't really explain why
So I'm sorry
For everything
But don't worry,
This isn't my goodbye
Not yet at least
YOU ARE READING
Blood Stains
Poetry*trigger warning* I'm lost•I'm broken•I'm hurt•I'm sorry ~the ones marked "x" are about my struggle with food and eating~
