Life 

Life. Some people live it and love it. Some people don’t. Some people excel at it. Some people don’t. Some just get by, some struggle more than others. Some find life a battle. Some just plod through it some fly. Me. Well I fail. I wasn’t born to live. Life wasn’t meant for me. I’m massively failing. Letting everyone down. Being alone all the time. Having no one to talk to. Feeling like a tag along or a spare part. I can’t even eat. I have to go to hospital for that. I’m just a mess. I really am. Tonight I tried. Tonight I made the effort. I went to a party on my own. But it’s just made me feel worse. Made me feel more alone than ever. More uncomfortable. More awkward. I want the grits to swallow me up. To fall asleep and never wake up. Life sucks. Well mine does anyway. I hate it. I swear I wasn’t meant to live. I’m just a failure. That’s me I’m sitting here writing this alone at a party with scars all up my arm and on show. I’m a catch right. Fuck life. I hate it 

One thought on “Life 

  1. Well I would go out with you if you would have me and keep me. What you are going through doesn’t put me off, i would be there for you no matter what. I really don’t like me life over here. I have lost everything dear to me and would happily go anywhere in the world if i could find somewhere or someone – fat chance i guess. If you ever want to get in touch just email me, i have given up on FB. For what it’s worth just remember that someone over in New Zealand thinks you are lovely.

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