I’m a disaster to my own life, ready to just fucking die.

I don’t deserve death, it’s too permanent. Endless torture is more like it.

Slash, burn, mutilate my flesh. Keep me alive so I can feel the regret.

I can’t forgive myself, the hate grows intensely. Guilt isn’t enough, my own conscious against me.

I’m not looking for pity, I want to be hated. To get what I deserve, punished and unforgiven.