I feel so useless, like I don't really matter. Nobody tells me I'm irreplaceable or mean the world to them. I'm just there, only causing a lot of mess. Hands tied back, to my family and friends missery. I wish that could make their life better and more enjoyable, but I can't. I want them to feel better, but work, school, stress and life tears them apart.
I'm so fucking useless and pathetic, I can't believe it. And I can't believe how sad this sounds, and how overdramatic as well.
A shorter chapter this time but I hope you like it anyway. I am so thankful for everyone who reads this, it motivates me a lot to keep working and trying to make my work better. Thank you.
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When Darkness enters my mind
PoetryLate night spirals of thoughts and worries Trigger warning: If you are sensitive towards constant mentioning of dark, depressing topics then you might not enjoy reading this.
