Why even try?

A cold day at the beach. the sun was setting, the laps of the wave against your ankles was the only thing that kept you grounded. You're done with everything. After saying it countless times you're finally giving up. Why did you even stay in the first place? There was no one truly there for you, just your mind tricking you to think that there was. You're delusional. You're nothing but a worthless and pathetic piece of garbage that always gets thrown out. You stepped deeper but a voice called out