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As I look outside watching these darkend storm clouds roll in, I sit asking myself how it is I became such a joke to everyone. Once thinking I had a number of friends, yet learning most just tolerate me only to appease my feelings. Never would I have ever imagined just how low my life has actually became. Many times all I want to do is just simply run away and hide from a society which only looks upon me as a plaque or disease. I hear people all the time saying how much a lot of my poetry helps them, but honestly I don't see how, when I can not even help myself to rid these demons of depression from taking over. There has to be a spot in this world where I can go and simply be alone at times to just think and ponder the decisions I have made. At least that way, I wouldn't be a burden or problem unto any one else again!!!
P.J. ..... 4/30/2013 ..... 9:03pm
