She said, “Don't make others suffer for your personal hatred.”

Am i awake?
Am i alive?
These lids are heavy over my bloodshot eyes
These drugs make my mouth so dry
These thoughts make me want to die
I'm worthless
I'm so worthless
I'm sorry that i'm like this
These terms of endearment are fears of disapointment
And i've lost years to this disease
This disease no one can see