Rid of Me

tw :: depression, death basically everything you expect from a work of mine

why do i have to stay here?

why do i still have to walk the earth?

why do i have to breathe daily?

what even is my worth?

do i really have any reasons?

what's the source of all this?

why can't i disappear

and fall into this abyss?

as the sun goes down,

why can't i follow?

i don't want to kill anymore

i'm drowning in their sorrow!

so why torture me further?!

what do you hope to gain?

i've learned my lesson,

but you won't let me be slain!

i can take it, i can!

no pain courses through me

please, please i'm begging,

it will be so easy!

i'll sit still while it happens

i promise, you will see!

don't worry about being fast

just do it until i bleed.

i still can't feel it.

even as i do it on my own

no one wants to help

so i'll carve my marks alone

i'm tired of the destruction

i'm tired of their hurt

i don't want to kill anymore

i'm better off in the dirt

the world doesn't need me!

it'll benefit more

please, please believe!

i'll just ruin the earth too.

if you won't help me,

fine, stay away.

you'll get caught in the fire

and this will start today.

just something I wrote ages ago that I managed to find in my drafts uwu