Lost, confused, tired, annoyed, angry, sad, empty, aching, void and depressed.
These are only few of the words that are fit to describe me at this moment.
How could anyone possibly deal with this world? Everything is just so… bad.
How come others have such an easier time than me when battling this world, this existence?
I am alone, there is no one to help me, no one to comfort me and no one to understand me.
There is nothing that gives my life color, nothing that gives interest or hope and nothing to dream for.
This world is as I see it, as we all see it and it’s not going to change. It can’t change.
Therefore, I’ve been contemplating my departure.
However I’ve come to realize that by leaving I would inflict unimaginable pain on those who love me and care for me.
Thus, I am stuck in this world, to be tormented every second by my thoughts, until I depart normally, as all others do.
This is the end of my way, of my journey. From here on nothing will change, I’ve reached a dead-end.