I'm not cut out for living,
Breathing,
Being happy.
In this world I'm useless,
In this life I'm sad,
This planet is worthless to me.
My life is already taken.
I'm pleased with the thought of dying.
I want to disappear.
I'm scared of being alive,
Happy,
Living,
Breathing.
My worse fear is being alive.
Why am I alive?
I didn't ask to be born.
And I still don't want to live.
My strive for life is dead.
My heart is gone,
My soul left me.
Can I just fall asleep and never wake up?
Is it too much to ask?
Can my heart stop?
Can everyone forget me?
I'll repeat it,
I Don't Want To Live.
There's Nothing To Live For.
DU LIEST GERADE
Poetry Slam
PoesieThis is a bunch of poetry that I write and it's about different things. Read to find out more. The drawings aren't mine they belong to there respected owners. I wouldn't say it's mature but idk if it's for kids either .-.
