Crematoryy
Wandering endlessly
- Feb 12, 2025
- 148
Nobody worries, nobody connects, nobody asks me. I lack physical closeness because there has never been anyone by my side on any given night. I moe in silence while others enjoy the presence I've always longed for; the presence I seek in my maladaptive daydreams.
I carry the hatred of loneliness. Hatred against any individual experimentation with love. Because what I lack should also be lacking in others. I despise those who love; I despise those who have sex; I despise life. Weekends are the hardest days for me, because I see lovers visiting each other while I am alone, aimless, and rootless. The end-of-year festivities only highlight the connection that doesn't exist for me.
I wish death upon the world that has humiliated me so much. I am not happy, but I persist because of the indignation my pain causes me.
I carry the hatred of loneliness. Hatred against any individual experimentation with love. Because what I lack should also be lacking in others. I despise those who love; I despise those who have sex; I despise life. Weekends are the hardest days for me, because I see lovers visiting each other while I am alone, aimless, and rootless. The end-of-year festivities only highlight the connection that doesn't exist for me.
I wish death upon the world that has humiliated me so much. I am not happy, but I persist because of the indignation my pain causes me.