What do you do when everything you have in your own world has been been stripped bare?
When you no longer have a purpose?
Continue to exist and fight on?
Or give up and wither away?
I have yet to find the answer
So many wasted tears
So many wasted actions
So many wasted thoughts
So many wasted breathes
To feel the pain and struggle..just to breathe
Its a scary thing
Feeling the blood fall
Like so many wasted tears
Forget about me
Let me wither away
Let me disappear
I used to be afraid of disappearing
Afraid of forgetting who I was
Afraid of letting the darkness consume me
But now I realize I’m just preventing the inevitable
So shallow and broken
The blood dripping softly
Like so many fallen tears
What is the point of my existing
No one would care if i died
I have no one that would miss me
No one who cares if I were to disappear
I never knew that my heart could hurt so much
All I want is to end this unbearable pain
So many useless words I write
So many useless words I say
So many useless breathes I have