The worst

I seem to spend
Each day trying,
Hoping and living
When the world is against
Me. But all I seem
To be doing is dying,
Crushed by failing dreams
And shitty afternoons.
What’s the point?
It always goes wrong,
Is it bad luck
Or am I just cursed?
But to have so much hope
Killed, that’s the worst.

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