
Daft-Bear
Unbearable
- Jun 27, 2023
- 82
It's nights like this where I stare into the abyss. I look at the success of others, and I feel a deep insecurity that I have failed somehow. My life has amounted to nothing, I'm not successful enough, I'm not attractive enough… I will die with no love, all alone. I age day by dying day, the same routine, the same pointlessness. I can't even pinpoint why I carry on. I post into the internet wondering if anyone even hears me, but it is in vain. There's no one really there. This nightmare will be here again tomorrow. Nothing will change. WORK, WoRk, work… busy busy busy… tick tock, tick tock…
This is the life I did not ask for…
There's nothing for me here.
This is the life I did not ask for…
There's nothing for me here.
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