You filled me to the brim,
my body gushing with blood.
Tears stained my cheeks
reminding me I'm not enough.
I went to see a baker.
He greeted me with a smile,
turned himself to the right
to hand a sharpened knife.
I'll slowly close my eyes
as I ram it inside my chest,
to end this miserable life,
and finally be at rest.
Dec 15, 2019
Dec 15, 2019 at 6:14 PM UTC
You filled me to the brim,
my body gushing with blood.
Tears stained my cheeks
reminding me I'm not enough.
I went to see a baker.
He greeted me with a smile,
turned himself to the right
to hand a sharpened knife.
I'll slowly close my eyes
as I ram it inside my chest,
to end this miserable life,
and finally be at rest.
God, why me?