fuck me #

in the depths of despair, i sit alone,
a heart, heavy, turned to stone.
math’s puzzle taunts me,
my mind— it crumbles,
under the weight of failure.

“i’ll end it,” my soul screams,
this one math problem, my breaking point.
pathetic, dumb—
i whisper it to myself, over and over,
no friends to hear it,
no beauty left to find.

grades, like chains, pull me down,
drag me to places where smiles don’t exist.
life feels hollow, meaningless,
just an endless void.
i wither, quietly,
a fading breath.

hell tightens its grip,
the flames grow taller, brighter,
yet, somehow,
the knowing, the weight of my sadness
brings its own kind of comfort—
a twisted understanding.

i sink deeper,
further from light, from hope,
there’s no comfort,
just darkness,
just me.

farewell, i say, though no one listens.
despair has taken what’s left of me.
there’s no strength here,
no way to be whole.

and in this bleakness,
i’ve told my story—
a heart, now cold.
there’s no silver lining,
no bright ending,
only echoes of sadness,
a rope i can’t hold on to.