Sucks To Suck

I’m used to being useless

There’s no use in complicating

I’ve searched for love but found hate instead

Hope replaced with all this darkness in my head

All the time I sent to waste

Created this awful headspace

I can’t confess I can’t profess

I’d rather it tear me apart instead

I’m terrified of what may or may not happen

It’s too easy to complicate what already exists

It’s not worth corrupting with more feelings

It’s better left in dreams

There’s no consequence behind the mind