I am not worth is, I told myself as I slit my wrist sitting on the bathroom floor.

Life is a loophole of despair, the only emotion you feel is sadness or numbness.

All my hopes and dreams got flushed down the toilet.

All the happiness I had, ran away because I don’t deserve it.

Gone Forever

This is a poem.

I am not worth is, I told myself as I slit my wrist sitting on the bathroom floor.

I don’t deserve this life.

Why is everything so unfair.



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