Crematoryy
Autophagic Loneliness
- Feb 12, 2025
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My birthday is approaching (the 18th of this month) and no one will come to visit me at home, except my parents. I've never had anyone to rest and spend time with, someone who was a loyal friend and lover. I've always been alone; while some live surrounded by loving relationships, others create relationships within their own minds to survive.
I am not loved, I never have been... my nakedness has no value, and my thoughts will be eternally unknown. I will die without ever having been visited. Perhaps, in the eyes of the world, I deserve to be left alone. Not because there is anything wrong with me, but because that's how things are. Born to love, but without receiving any demonstration of affection. Born to belong, but residing in exile.
I am not loved, I never have been... my nakedness has no value, and my thoughts will be eternally unknown. I will die without ever having been visited. Perhaps, in the eyes of the world, I deserve to be left alone. Not because there is anything wrong with me, but because that's how things are. Born to love, but without receiving any demonstration of affection. Born to belong, but residing in exile.