disgusting

disgusting. how could you?

again and again i tell myself “tomorrow.”

tomorrow comes and pulls me further and further away.

i am disgusting.

so unworthy of what i’ve been given.

i want to vomit, but i can’t even do that.

worthless. so worthless.

my presence places a stench in the air.

the words from my mouth make me cringe.

who am i to think that i am somebody?

–j.e.b.d. 6/12/12

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