
TheHatedOne
Death is salvation
- Sep 26, 2021
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In these last weeks I'm suffering more than I suffer usually. Maybe it's the realization of how shitty my whole life was and that it shouldn't have been like this. A tragedy of an outcast.
I try to not think much about it, what could be done about it anyway? Just another unnecessary existence plagued by pain.
But these feelings, these states of being, what I'm experiencing, it gets me and makes me want to explode. I'm always on the verge to cry, me, the same person who couldn't shed a tear a while ago. I want to see the world in flames, everything burning, to see the light of the flames, to feel the warmth.
I can't wait for my poison anymore. I was thinking to end it with the rope because it would be more immediate although I realize it's a very stupid idea, but what can I do with this desperation?
Every area of life is already bad and it's only going downhill, how can I even wait few more weeks? Possibly for nothing? And if I fail, and realize I'm trapped here, then I'll go insane.
What hurts me the most is how alone I am and how everyone else has someone. I can't accept my lonely fate. No matter how much I want I can't accept loneliness. I don't like the unfair cards I've been dealt with.
How much I miss talking with someone daily, how much I miss those times, few in number, but which I will cherish forever, when someone actually gave a shit about me, the compassion, a little bit of healing, for an outrageously short period of time.
Now I'm back in the cold, in the background, seeing how everyone else gets along with each other, love each other, appreciate each other, compassionate to each other. And me...
If I had the poison now, the exit from this cruelty called life, I would take it right away without thinking anything.
The frustration, the disappointment, the anger, the burning, the pain, the heartbreak, they can't be described in words...
I try to not think much about it, what could be done about it anyway? Just another unnecessary existence plagued by pain.
But these feelings, these states of being, what I'm experiencing, it gets me and makes me want to explode. I'm always on the verge to cry, me, the same person who couldn't shed a tear a while ago. I want to see the world in flames, everything burning, to see the light of the flames, to feel the warmth.
I can't wait for my poison anymore. I was thinking to end it with the rope because it would be more immediate although I realize it's a very stupid idea, but what can I do with this desperation?
Every area of life is already bad and it's only going downhill, how can I even wait few more weeks? Possibly for nothing? And if I fail, and realize I'm trapped here, then I'll go insane.
What hurts me the most is how alone I am and how everyone else has someone. I can't accept my lonely fate. No matter how much I want I can't accept loneliness. I don't like the unfair cards I've been dealt with.
How much I miss talking with someone daily, how much I miss those times, few in number, but which I will cherish forever, when someone actually gave a shit about me, the compassion, a little bit of healing, for an outrageously short period of time.
Now I'm back in the cold, in the background, seeing how everyone else gets along with each other, love each other, appreciate each other, compassionate to each other. And me...
If I had the poison now, the exit from this cruelty called life, I would take it right away without thinking anything.
The frustration, the disappointment, the anger, the burning, the pain, the heartbreak, they can't be described in words...
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