This Month of Macabre my entries are a little different... some dark poetry this year, perhaps?

Original poem by Me.
Music from incompetech.
https://incompetech.com/music/royalty-free/index.html?collection=35&page=2

Everything, all of this
Worthless worthless trash
These thoughts emotions (emotionless)
All so fucking funny
I'm laughing on the outside
Screaming on the inside
So stupidly hilarious
And everyone wonders why I'm the one in pain?
To grab that knife and cut it free
To end this notion of sanity
So fucking stupid, idiotic, (end it end it all)
Salvation in the edge of blades,
A worthless useless once a man.
Though even that is a joke.
A man? Never, machine? Perhaps? A stain on the carpet, a useless broken machine.
A mouth of broken teeth gnawing at your knees,
Hobbling your kindness and humbling your steps,
I'm a weight on a chain you'd rather have off.
These stupid, pathetic things, I still hold so dear, (its empty its empty) the feelings so near (the blade
will make them known) what is my flesh but a canvas to finally be free? Emotional torment hidden
beneath the trickster's veil...
A smile contains an evil truth,
Horrid secrets behind a mirthful eye,
Things seen as right but other think wrong,
(What are you hiding) I want my loathing to end...
I hate my hate of me. I hate these fakes, these frauds, that make me question so, I hate those people, I
just hate you. Hate you for hating me for hating myself, hate for hatreds sake. It's all I seem to know.
A self repeating circle fated not to end, its only never ending if the circles bereft of frays... A circle
shattered, brought to bend by intervention, slender string brought to attention, my skin lies silent in
contemplation, forehead wracked with condensation
I just want you to (die).