me, now.

right now i am carrying guilt.
right now i want to vanish.

i am not interested in anything

or anybody

i don't believe in anything

or anybody

i am numb

and i don't want to be alive anymore

i just exist to benefit other people

and there is no benefit for me

i am not grieving the death of my mother

so much as i am grieving my own death

i have never felt so alone

and I have never wanted to walk away from everyone so much as i do right now.

i may fucking hate everyone.

the walls are at an all time high