I hate myself
I hate the lonly
I hate the cold
The dark
There's just no more colour anymore
I hate myself
I hate the blank
I hate the stuck
The forever limbo
The hell that awaits me at every turn
The ever crushing fear that something terrible is about to happen
I hate me
I hate my skin
I hate my useless eyes
I hate myself
Always have
I probably always will
I come home tired
I don't want to do anything
I wanna sleep
I hate sleep
I hate the night terrors
I just want the blissful nothing that comes with sleep
I have dreams
And aspirations
But they are insignificant
Because everyone has a dream
Mine are just one out of many
So mine don't mean anything
Everyone has something that makes you something and I am ... nothing
I hate myself
I am a terrible person
I use people to get what I want
I use them for money
For company
For sex
And as rebounds
I am a terrible person
I am broken
There is no fixing me
There is no point in trying to fix a broken vaze.
Because when you drop it again it shatters even more
You loose more peices
And I will eventually dissappear...
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Things I Wanted To Say But Didn't
PoesíaThings that I wanted to say...... But can't. .. This story isn't just me bitching about my relationships. I still bitch about my mental health tho lol. It's just me venting so eh. Ik that most people have things worse than me I just .... idk lol ___...
