Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Better Off This Way
I don't understand how I could be so alone. That even all that I could give a girl, she still refuses. I have finally reached the point in my healing when I know I'm good enough, and yet they still reject. I have never felt so alone. I'd rather hate myself because then I would have a reason to cry. But this life offers no redemption, no solitude, and no forgiveness. It's so fucking depressing. How can I live any longer knowing that no matter how good i can provide no one gives a shit. I can't. I can't do it anymore. My heart is falling apart. The pieces will be found in my stomach when I die. And the world will know of my sacrifice. So here's to death and suffering. The only things that stay with you in life. For they are true friends. When love and hope have abandoned you, death and suffering always come to guide you. Guide you to a place of isolation and despair; because aren't those places the only way to experience true social suicide?
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