There is nothing for me in this world

[Crematoryy]

There never was, and there never will be.
Nothing here belongs to me — not even the self that carries my name.
Onward to the unknown, never looking back, for I know that there is nothing of value to lose.
I only hope that one day I may depart from this place — a place I should never have passed through.
All I have learned, all I have lived, served no purpose in the end.
Perhaps the lesson was only to understand that there was never meant to be one.

In this world, love is not a right for all, but an ostentation like any other form of wealth:
scarce for many and abundant for few.
To a world that denied me even the simplest of affections, I return only disdain.
This was never my place, and it never will be.
Nothing here deserves to be either loved or remembered.
I seek only eternal forgetfulness.

I reject this world as it has rejected me.
I was deprived of everything I once desired — I would rather deny reality than live under its absurdity.
If I cannot have companionship why should others?
If the world withholds love from one, then none should ever taste it.
This asymmetry is utterly unforgivable.

 

[Macedonian1987]

This world and it's "inhabitants" has rejected me too in almost every possible way. I reject them too. If it weren't for my parent's I would've checked out of it years ago.

The only living beings that made me feel a tiny bit like I belong in this world were the stray dogs. For some reason they love me very much.