i am rotting in my home

i always thought i would amount to something to be proud of. an arist. a poet. a full education. instead, i am withering away. i am rotting my screams for help have forever been on deaf ears i think there might be bugs inside of me. feasting on my soul, on my pride everything, ive put my heart and soul into it doesn't really matter now my body no longer can carry me i can no longer care for myself ive gone rotten, and no one wants me anymore. so throw me away, release me from my pain let me fade away, let me rest let me decay, in my rotten nest