UGH, I HATE THIS

I hurt myself, at every opportunity

I hate the pain in my knees, wrist and feet

I hate the weak body I have to deal with

I've tried getting stronger, I only managed to deplete all my energy

My will to live is at its breaking point

I want to die and leave it all behind

I wish I would get at least some love

When I am down on the ground bleeding out

So I write out my anger and pain

Into meaningless words on paper

This poem is all I hate

My soul, my body and who I am

For you, future reader, I will give you colours

Red for blood

Black for hatred

Blue for pain

And White for peace in death

I hope you've hated this poem as much as I have

Since it is lame and full of undesired feelings

And since I am feeling extra dark today

I wish you a horrible day

PEACE OUT!

Ugh! I hate this * drops microphone *