Need to end it

Awash in torment
There is no chance
Of redemption
Only immense shame
And metaphoric castration
Never wanting to know
The desire of those
Who hate
I reject the message sent
But it is worse
My birth was a curse
Bitter regrets remain
Life is of no significance
I hate who I became
I had a heart that was wild
It was killed
Torn out
Rather than being tamed
I give in
I give up
There is nothing
Nothing left

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