The Destroyer

I can't do anything 

Even when I try

It is destroyed.

It's my fault I can't fix it

They're relations 

Broken.

Crushed her heart

Crushed his soul.

Miles away I screw 

Things up. 

Not to mention my problems

At home. 

Destroyed

Could it all be worth it

Is it all just an illusion

What's the purpose 

When I only destroy. 

depressionhelplessnesslonelinesssadness

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