Why would i even try and live anymore
Whats the point? Do i deserve to live? am
i worth it? I screw up relationships iv had,
iv screwed up friendships
iv screwed up my reputation.
No matter how hard i try, no matter how much
people care, I end up screwing up. I wish i could just
cut. to take that beautiful blade and put it to my skin. To make all the blood in my body pour out. And yet that still wont be enough to cover all of the stupid sh** iv done. How am i suppose to live?
How am i suppose to not hurt the ones i love?
How am i suppose to respect myself?
How am i if the biggest enemy is myself?
I cant forgive myself for all the pain iv put the people who love me in. Its way to much.
I'm not worth the time
I'm not worth the worry
I'm not worthy of being loved.
All i'm worth and worthy of is to die. cut my vain till i see all the blood on the floor and know that this is something i will know is the right thing to do.
Wont be hurting others feelings or anything anymore.
