Nothingness

I feel nothing for myself. No pity for all the pain. No hope that things will get better. No nothing. There is nothing inside me anymore telling me to live. There is nothing holding me back from saying bye to this world and the the people who live on it. Because the people that live on this world the ones who created me, the ones who see me everyday, the ones who say they are here for me, the ones that are supposed to care about me but don’t, make me not care either. It only seems right that if I feel nothing that I should be nothing. One day… One day very soon there will be NOTHNG left of me.