I'm A Waste of Space

What has happened to me?
I'm a complete mess.
Something inside of me is taking over.
Digging at my skin, and burning at my eyes.
And now my only resort
Is to wallow up and cry.
What the hell is going on?
I feel so short of breath.
Now I have the urge,
to just throw this pen.
Just fuck all the rest.
I'm pointless.
Just a waste of space.
And this poems a waste of time.
What do these words mean anyways?
Tears don't fail me now.
Take over me.