Waste of Life
By darkness_descends
Useless waste of a life
Pathetic and weak
Always crying
Always cutting but never dying
Can't do anything right
Nothing but a hopeless fuck up
Only arond to be the worlds doormat
To soak up the insults of everyone
Just an example of what no one should be
Only here so everyone can make themselves feel better
By reminding me I am no one
And I am nothing
That my only purpose is to die
And I am left with only one question...
Why do I hate myself?
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Copyright 2003 darkness_descends
Published on Tuesday, January 28, 2003.
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A former member wrote:
I feel that way a lot. And it gets worse if you don't tell someone, cause the feeling build up inside you. Keep strong, and splendid work.