Hurt

I can't stop this pain anymore. 

I just want to feel ok for longer then a few days. 

But here I sit. 

Wishing I couldn't feel anything. 

Wishing I was cut up. 

Or dead. 

If my mind is correct. 

And he leaves me. 

I'm done for. 

I'm so close to the edge at this point. 

A small tap or giant shove. 

Wouldn't make a difference. 

I feel like a goner. 

One that wants to be gone already.