Existence is pain, everything is a lie.
Nobody exsist on purpose,
Everything has to die.
No, I'm not depressed,
Or even distressed.
Just full of anger, hate, and regret.
Wish I could go and finally rest.
Yet I stay awake feeling pain in my chest,
From broken promises and ****** stress.
Aug 19, 2017
Aug 19, 2017 at 5:10 AM UTC