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Humans Are Designed For Many Things; Lonliness Is NOT one of them.

This past week has been exhausting. I'm completely drained. I haven't felt this alone in quite sometime. It's as if I'm isolated from the rest of the world. I don't want to go out and do too much; i don't want to be around too many people and i don't look forward to much either. I find myself crying a lot more and smiling alot less. I'm emotionally burned out & My hours seem like days.

They say "Time Heals Pain" --- but exactly what time zone do you have to be in for that to happen? Things havn't gotten any easier. I've learned to act like they have but it's still the same ol' thing.

I feel soo deprived; i feel empty inside & its this thing i feel like i'm missing and can't let go.. There's Got to be soo much more to life..

Life is too short to be anything but happy; but i'm stuck searching for happiness because it's not in reaching distance. I Want, I Hope, I Pray, I Wish, I Dream BUT i GET NOTHING.

As long as i feel like this i'll never be satisfied. I'll never smile and actually mean it and i'll never be able 2 honestly say "I'm Happy" --- i say that all the time but it's a damn lie. I cant even remember the last time i was "Happy" --- Nights Like this it doesn't even seem like i ever was.

Every little bit hurts.
Memories are Ancient.
Friends Are Foes.
Love has TURNED to HATE..
You Said You Would Be Here Forever... Why Didn't You Stay?
Smiles have turned into Frowns
Laughter is Sobbing.
Happiness is Depression.
Battles have turned into WAR.
Dreams to Nightmares
Summer to Winter
Peace to Rage
Hello to Goodbye
Life to Death.

I'm not that strong; It's only so much i can deal with. Lord please give me the strength to get pass this. I want to be happy again. I'm tired of crying; sick of fighting and worn out.. It's not asking for too much; is it? I've been patient & i've been kind.. I dont want to suffer anymore but i've yet to find my place in this world.



















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