Darkest Days

Feel exhausted
Constantly nervous
Feel worthless
Do I deserve this?

Filled with anger
Life is in danger
Days pass get darker
and black like
a permeant marker
Should I blame my
father?

Give love
but receive hate.
Refuse to lust
but still no dates.
Respect is a must
but disrespect
cuts my face
like a knife
to a steak.
Why do you invade
my personal space?

I love to sleep
for the sweet dreams
since nightmares are
the reality.
“Flawless Victory”
sound like Shang Tsung
and I’m the  dead opponent
but ironically I took
my own life.
I am in Hell  writing this
I send this to the world
Now tell me
was suicide worth it?