6 feet under

i'm sick to my stomach. i knew i should've ended things.

everything shows me how unlovable i am.

i'm a hollow shell of the child i once was.

someone fucking sedate me

i'm on my knees begging to be put down.

"mental illness is valid!" until it makes someone violent.

i wake up angry that i’m alive. i go to bed angry that i didn’t have the guts to end it.

you just wait. abandonment finds us all. you think this is special? you just wait until you're alone again.

you've ruined me. are you happy now?

when will the pain end?

i will never let anyone see me again.

i seek comfort in others because i hate myself.

put me down and let my body rot.

another year coming to an end. i wonder when i'll finally kill myself.

i'm so fucking pathetic. i deserve to rot.

no one will stay. in the end, you'll always be alone.