clinging to pillows and sheets
praying monsters go away
demons at my bedside
holding vigils as i pray
branded and carved
tattooed and stained
numb to the world
fed novocaine
Author
Navita3210
31 years and still nothing but wasted potential. Â A jack of all trades and a master of none. Â Still no purpose no sense of worth, a burden at best. The worst kind of person there is a liar, a thief, a disappointment, a complete fucking waste of life and space. Â A coward with the face of a bull the mouth of a lion and the bite of a tiger, Â for loved ones only of course. Â Who else exists my world is a small one. Â Ruled by vices, hopeless, hopeless, hopegone.
I am a waste…