"Guilt": A Poem Book

"I'm thinking of ending things."

TRIGGER WARNING

I can't seem to grow from my mistakes and better myself. My core is rotting away, I'm so close so close.

Mi familia is growing but I am not.

Life is moving to fast but I am not the Flash. I am just a hare in this race.

Laziness plagues my movements and insomnia makes me lose conscience. I am Macbeth while life is the true killer. I was once King but I was just being manipulated by myself.

Why hasn't God strike me down? I prayed when I was younger for God to kill me right there on the floor. I prayed to God to take me away, while my body was filled with Benadryl I wanted to be Aurora with stained tears.

Please.

I only wish for peace.

But, I can't seem to find it. I am killing myself internally I need food.