Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Broken





The Illusion of love

Love is this  illusion fed to me while I was growing up and I believed in it and now I am broken, down while I achieve the point of being vacant within. It's like Santa Claus or the Easter bunny. It's a lie, eventually I'll just die alone.  

I cannot even cry

And I'm stuck in a fucking up loop of pain and numbness and an empty void asking why.

I climb into my bed  and I'm screaming death inside my head.

In that instant before I die, I think "Shit I need help, I don't know what the fuck I am doing here, but I have to have a bigger purpose."

Too late, I asked for help, for affection, for a fucking hug ... NO FUCKING ANSWER!

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