Have been treating myself like a junk these days... Numbing and torturing myself to the extent of being nearly physically impaired. Haven't slept a wink for the past two days but now I've recovered - not from the pain, but from the strain. Saw it. Can't imagine I had an emotional breakdown. To think I still have the strength to cry? To-day : I'm continuously harassed by the silence. No one to care for; to think of; to talk to; to live for...
For I'm now alone.
The reason is here: Nobody loves me. Not even my family.
To someone I knew too well than I've known others : I understand
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