You’ve got the calling cards

Most days I want to die. Of course. Seems to be a common thread amongst this forum. I feel every day, I’m in another world. Not alone. It takes the word alone to a completely unrelated definition. No matter how hard I clutch myself, no matter how feverishly I cling to my significant other, I’m only alone, spiraling into an incohesive atmosphere of pain, desperation and fear. The only scary part is the simple, sobering fact that I can no longer close my eyes for escape. Sleep is quite underrated.