Keep Strong?… No

Same here, I don’t have the strength to even care about anything anymore. If I had a gun I would be dead now, hanging is the only way I know that will work.
People don’t understand that when you feel the way I do only a miracle would make me change my mind.
I can’t remember the last time I was happy to be awake.
It’s been too long, no amount of money or anything will ever change the way I feel.
I have outlived this planet and I just want to leave.
They still torture me, hoping to keep me from killing myself by poisoning my baby, drugging me, locking me up, every time I just get worse.
I love myself too much to put up with humans any longer.
There are certain things that I need that humans can’t give me.
I am sick, literally sick, physically sick.
I don’t even think about what I would like, I just think how can I die.
Nobody understands, its a pain in your stomach like someone is ripping your interiors, like they are pulling on your stomach.
Like if you don’t breath and then you grasp for air.
I need to be away from the inhabitants of this planet, I need to be with people like me, I am dying of lack of love, affection and human contact.
I don’t think humans feel this way, I am not human I guess.
I am sick and the only cure is death, it’s the truth, it’s the God’s honest truth.
There is no name for what I have because I am not human, I need to go home.