Undone

My words have become drained,
strained,
pained.
My life has become false,
full of despair, I turn to the emptiness
that can only by satisfied
by being less then I really am.
I have so many ghosts that haunt me
day in and day out.
Ghosts of the bad I've done
Ghosts of the bad done to me,
Ghosts I can only see.
I
Feel
So
.
.
.
Undone.