My mind is clouded with doubt, hate, and everything bad.
My heart is heavy, pumping, hoping each pump is my last.
My lungs are dying slowly, and with each breath I pray they stop.
My body is used and wasted,
it's everything I wish it wasn't.
Graceful,
Lustful,
Loving,
Caring,
My heart is nothing  worth wanting,
I'll be honest, I'm nothing worth having.