Make. No. Difference.

The darkness is overwhelming.
One last breath, one last gasp for precious air.
Why did I do this again? … stupid freak.
The chain around my neck cuts into me,

The chair lying on the floor where I’d kicked it away.
No one to save me now.
Even if they knew, no one would care.
My life is meaningless.
I. Make. No. Difference.