Dear, Eva

you're worthless
a freak
pathetic
so weak

unwanted
unloved
pain isn't
punishment enough

Why are you living?
I'd be better if you're gone.
Forgotten you'll become,
if you don't wait too long

After a day,
you won't have existed.
your body will lie there
broken and twisted

No one will miss you
with no eulogy read.
They'll burn your body
and be happy you're dead.

After your death,
all pain is forgotten.
just sticky sweet blackness
smothering your sadness

So it would be better,
for all persons concerned,
If you just cut more.
If you just died.