Breaking pionts exist….

February 18th, 2009by AbsentFeeling

I think I may have reached a breaking point. I know I don’t have anything to be depressed about, but I am. IT SUCKS! I hate it, everything, everyone. I was singing terribley morbid poems to my dog. My freakin dog! I don’t think he seemed to mind though, its not like he understood a word I was saying. I am empty, like a bird’s bones. I am hollow, happiness is hollow, life is hollow. It feels fake and uninteresting. Why is it? It should be but it isn’t. When everyone screams in class like retards because we have some famous actor coming over. Whatever. I don’t care. I should I should! No, I want to! I want to feel that excitement, I want to dream again and see beautiful images in the cracks in old walls. I want life to be fresh and new, I want too much. I can’t have it all. I need someone to say “These feelings are real and will go away.” If they do say that I won’t believe them anyways.
I just want to sleep all day, but I must do good in school so that I don’t end up like my parents or stay with them. Dragging myself out of bed each morning, mourning for the morning. So tired, I want to rest.

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