365 Days of Poetry (Part Two)

Day 94: My Own Self-Destruction.

Oftentimes, there are things about me, things you wouldn't believe.
No matter how hard I try, I just can't control them at all.
The shame makes me want to hide, to crawl away from this world.
Though I've always been different, as if I've been destined to fall.

I rely upon you so much more,
Than you could ever know.
Therefore, it'd be a lot better for you,
If I were to simply get up and go...

I know I'm a burden upon you, a weight that just can't be shifted.
Don't bother denying the pain I've caused you, my dearest one.
As no matter how hard or for how long I try, I can't seem to shake this.
No further efforts producing results, all I put forward falls down.

The guilt causes pain,
And so does the fear...
The voices inside,
Are all I can hear...

All of these things,
Make it so hard to function...
I am the cause,
Of my own self-destruction...