I just don’t understand the world. Why are there so many lonely people?? You’d think that with millions of people in the world, we’d all have someone. But somehow, we’re all alone. Hundreds of people sitting at home at night with their loneliness squeezing their insides, making them want to cry, or cut or scream or commit. I know I’m the only one I need. I know I’m the only one I have. But why do I still feel this loneliness choking me, welling up in my throat, making me want to cut to let out the frustration?? Therapists say, talk to someone, it will make it better. Fuck well no one wants to hear me. And I have nobody who I want to tell. I don’t need any-fucking-one, remember??
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You may not like me, or need me. But I’ll be here to listen if you want to be listened to; and I can just do that, listen quietly.
I know how you feel… I want to tear out my throat at the moment… Maybe then the scream will be loosed…