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“I’ve been digging my own grave for years”
- May 21, 2025
- 654
with every reoccurring traumatic experience I keep rethinking when the room gets too quiet,
whenever I receive another job rejection email
the more I glance at those piling overdue bills
when I take a quick look at the pathetic person on the other side of my mirror
the more my stomach growls as the day go by
the noticeably emptiness of that refrigerator/freezer
whenever the "should've/would've/could've of's" of my past/present/and future life constantly taunt my forever weak mind
every night I hold only myself in comfort to ease the pain of loneliness, failure, and emptiness
as I stare dumbfounded at the wall hour after hour reflecting on the life I have no energy to fix
I itch closer and closer to the desire of catching that fucking bus.
whenever I receive another job rejection email
the more I glance at those piling overdue bills
when I take a quick look at the pathetic person on the other side of my mirror
the more my stomach growls as the day go by
the noticeably emptiness of that refrigerator/freezer
whenever the "should've/would've/could've of's" of my past/present/and future life constantly taunt my forever weak mind
every night I hold only myself in comfort to ease the pain of loneliness, failure, and emptiness
as I stare dumbfounded at the wall hour after hour reflecting on the life I have no energy to fix
I itch closer and closer to the desire of catching that fucking bus.
