Saturday, January 8, 2011

Futility

Why this plight?
Why this neverending sadness?
I look upon the Heavens,
And it rained upon my tears.

What life offers me,
Is probably more than I deserve,
Alas I hate to pretend,
That I wish to understand.

I don't see anything anymore,
This blinding rage consuming me,
My grief stricken heart,
My dead, forgotten part.

If I were to swim,
In this vast, decaying sea,
I'll drown myself beforehand,
I'll save myself the attempt.

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P.S. I shouldn't have snapped at Adi. Oh how I hate myself. And I thought it was impossible for things to get any worse. If there was ever a period of time that I felt things are impossible? This right now, is ten times that. I feel impossible. I can't do anything. I can't even think about it for too long.  Someone might as well have poured lye into my head. My brain is one big chemical burn. Everything's on fire. I'm beyond frustrated.

But I'll be better tomorrow.

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