There is this sadness in me, hollowing me out.
A hole, a void-- an echoing reminder of my worthlessness, of my emptiness, my nonexistence.
I am worth nothing
because I AM nothing.
I exist in this physical shell, and it is a terrible one to be stuck in.
All I want is to shed this. To let the skin cells and viscera rot away, let the bones fall into the earth, and be free of this pain.
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