Introducing Me
Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2017 10:20 pm
I am broken
My everything is lost. I am tired. I have been beaten a thousand times. Life brings no love, hope, or happiness. It is meaningless. It
is all lost. Dreams are gone. Pain and lose is all I feel. I have turned into a pathetic creature not worth love not worthy of respect. No more
hurt and no more sadness is all I want now. I want emptiness - nothingness. People only can behave toward me as the nightmare life has become. No such thing as love only their reflection of their superiority in the reflection back at them when they turn toward me.
I had lofty hopes and dreams. I wanted to give love, to share hope, to bring spirit to others. The thing I got back were suspicion, disgust,
loathing, and fear. No one saw me inside my external image was just to distastful and repulsive. As if they all thought I was not worthy of
giving anything special, valueless, empty, shunned. What curse was brought on me? Damned by some force. Never to receive
anything real. Only to feel disappointment, shamed, lost, not wanted, and forgotten.
I have lost hope finally. Years holding onto it till today when it only seems a lie. Hope is the last to die and it is about time. Hope was
my enemy. The biggest lie of my lifetime.
My everything is lost. I am tired. I have been beaten a thousand times. Life brings no love, hope, or happiness. It is meaningless. It
is all lost. Dreams are gone. Pain and lose is all I feel. I have turned into a pathetic creature not worth love not worthy of respect. No more
hurt and no more sadness is all I want now. I want emptiness - nothingness. People only can behave toward me as the nightmare life has become. No such thing as love only their reflection of their superiority in the reflection back at them when they turn toward me.
I had lofty hopes and dreams. I wanted to give love, to share hope, to bring spirit to others. The thing I got back were suspicion, disgust,
loathing, and fear. No one saw me inside my external image was just to distastful and repulsive. As if they all thought I was not worthy of
giving anything special, valueless, empty, shunned. What curse was brought on me? Damned by some force. Never to receive
anything real. Only to feel disappointment, shamed, lost, not wanted, and forgotten.
I have lost hope finally. Years holding onto it till today when it only seems a lie. Hope is the last to die and it is about time. Hope was
my enemy. The biggest lie of my lifetime.