Hate this life I am living
Feel like breaking shit
Wanting nothing more than to die at this very moment
I do not want to wake up tomorrow
I wish I had put that gun in my mouth... I wish I were dead
I am beyond dead inside anyways- what would be the difference?
Part of me wants to run and run far, far away
But then what would be the point?
Dying is so much easier
I am fed up!
I am tired!
I am just and empty shell..
Lingering at the edge..
At any moment I'll topple over it
I am done! I am done!
Only fucking struggles remain here for me
Only heartache and disappointments greet me each day
I can only change the things that are "changeable"
I have accepted what I cannot change
I have the courage to change what can be changed...
There is nothing left that I can do.
Nothing but an empty shell and it is too late to fulfill me that ship sailed long ago.
I am an unfinished product created by our God
I was put on a shelf to come back to at a later day,
However, that date never came.
I ended up only being good for others to use me, abuse me, and throw me out when they got bored of me.
Nothing remains here for me on this earth in this world
I have truly been searching for my soul
Yet, I still lack one.
I am nothing more than a shell, an unfinished product of our Creator.
I am tired of living a life I was never meant to live
I have been beaten and battered until nothing remained.
This world and I were just not meant to co-exist.