Two Strangers, Worlds Apart
Two Strangers, Worlds Apart
I’m IN Pain
Authors Note:
When I wrote this; I was really incredibly frustrated. I’ve since, given it some thought; and think people, are a good idea. When you read it, maybe you will feel the frustration that I have with my life.
Want some love in my life. Want someone that wants me, for me.
Not having, and being without; is painful.
Now, for the article. . . .
The Problem:
Feel like a total stranger in this world. At this point, I desperately wish that ALL the people in this world would disappear, and that some how the supply of provisions would continue to make itself available to me.
They don’t know me, and they don’t give a shit. Wish they would all go away; and just not have to see them anymore. It would be easier, in some ways if someone came in the middle of the night, while I’m sleeping, and stocked the necessary goods, and that I didn’t have to see anyone, or put up with their bullshit.
This way, I can continue to exist in like manner, without the bullshit of having to put up with fake people, that suck.
I’m already being ghosted, and treated like shit. And, really I have to ask myself, why I have to remain kind, and honest, when they disrespect me, and treat me with no respect, love, or kindness? Why?
Not a friend in this world. And, the way things are; I’m not sure, that any of them, are worth a damn. The way they have done me, makes me not want to stay in this world, not any longer, than required.
This feels like a damn nightmare. No one will talk with me, nor spend time with me. This world, feels like a damn ghost ship. All these fake people, that won’t give me a moments of their time. It’s painful. Personally, I’m tired of this shit. Are they even necessary to my survival?
The way things are, I want answers. This shit, is fucked up. Not able to get love, respect, or trust going here. Waiting for my death. no one will miss me. Not a friend in this world. They don’t know me. They don’t give a shit. And, I don’t know them. Not at all.
I don’t understand them, and tire of them. They hurt me, and make me feel like worthless shit. And, really I have to ask myself, why they are allowed to treat me like this? Feeling like, damn it. It’s not correct. It’s abuse.
They don’t listen, read, or think. Let that sink in.
Tired of being alone like i am. This world, has eight billion people in it, and no one will spend time with me. Doesn’t fucking seem correct to me. What gives? what is the god damn fucking deal with this shit? I want answers.
No one to call, no one to talk with me. They don’t give a fuck. sick.