I never thought I could hate myself more than I do now. The world turned me against myself, and now I truly have no one. You know you're dead when you can't even rely on yourself anymore.
They always told me to be your own best friend, but best friends don't push you to the edge. I'm supposed to have my back, but all I do is stab myself in the back. And even then, a stab is not enough. I
have to push in deeper and twist it until blood is pooling under me. I'm the worst best friend I've ever had. All I do is kick myself to the ground and spit in my face. I can never truly be at peace with me.
I abuse myself until I can't take it anymore. Every day, I beat myself until I'm lying on the floor bleeding my guts out. I beg for mercy and cry out for help, but there's no one to save me. All I I've
ever had is myself, and now I can't even depend on me. I drive myself insane I feel drained every day, and all I have is myself to blame. Im slowly killing myself, tearing me apart from the inside
out like a Rabid dog. I point the finger at those around me but never at myself. I treat myself like ragdoll, always throwing myself against the wall and torturing myself because it's never
enough. I won't stop until I'm left unconscious on the ground or dead. Every time I get up to fight for myself, I end up hurting myself more, proving myself right. I'm ugly weak and an
annoyance to those around me. My words dig into me like daggers, and every time I hear them, the more I start to believe them.
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The Dark Ages Vol.3 The End Is Near? [Formerly "Blaring Thoughts"]
PoetryI see a light at the end of the tunnel. I hope it's real. I hope I can make it. It's so far away. Will I make it? Will things finally be better?
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