This feeling inside is like no other. The hatred I have counteracts the love you're trying to give me. I can't fathom the pain you're going through but I can imagine a life where nothing can bother you. I wish I had that power and wonder whether or not I can be happy again. I can't be happy now. Or myself because of my own unhappiness. I'm shutting down and I counting down the days until I break. Only a few more steps then I'm broken