desolation
the more i socialize with people the more i realize how inept i am. at being around people. i am no one. i have nothing...to contribute, to say. i am nothing anymore.
i am pathetic. i hurt worse than i can explain (to anyone in my world).
i am alone. because of myself.
i have no one.
its hard to smile if im not stoned.
its hard to breathe if im sober.
HEART. heart.
that word looks dumb. i want to explode and rebel against that word. the world that that word begs.
i am alone.
but only because of my own actions. it burns. i have no heart. NO life.
i am alive but i am void of LIFE.
i hate myself. am i too broken?
i care too much and thus not enough. i dont want to die but i fear i am already dead.
why do i need to be saved?