Four short lines carry a heavy weight. The speaker says they should kill themselves, and admits this is something they say every day. It isn't presented as a dramatic announcement but as a habit, almost a routine, which is part of what makes it so unsettling.
The last two lines turn the thought back on itself: every day is "another failure." The poem doesn't say what the failure is. It could be failing to feel better, failing to get through the day, or simply failing to measure up to something. The vagueness makes the feeling sound total, as if everything gets counted as a loss.
The mood is flat, tired and bleak. There's no punctuation to soften things, no apostrophe in "thats," and the lowercase style makes the voice sound quiet and worn down. The line under the username, "du verschwendest deine zeit" (German for "you are wasting your time"), adds a harsh, dismissive echo that fits the speaker's self-criticism. If this poem reflects something you or someone you know is feeling, talking to someone you trust or a local crisis line can help.