Empty Burden
How lonely can one person feel?
How much more empty can my chest and heart become?
I'm wondering if I've made a mistake, leaving her
I'm questioning whether she was my last shot at happiness
I'm contemplating...the cessation of my existence
We all know I'm a coward, too afraid to do it
Or dramatic, just looking for attention
But...I've never felt so lonely in my life
I'm broken, just like I always thought I was.
I can't bear the thought of being alone
And now that the notion has been forced upon me, I don't even know what to do with myself
I'm such a fucking burden
I was so alright in the beginning. What happened to her? How was she so happy, so relieved? Why is she now so broken down all she can do is yearn and cry and yearn?
I thought that constantly surrounding myself with friends would make me feel better but all it's done is make me feel alone
Make me feel needy
Make me feel irrelevant and wrong and disgusting
God I hate myself so much
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