There is a hole in my world.. A pierced, gazing woods that drips rot... I see no hope... but dead and bleeding in my arms...
I see Truth bludgeoned to death at my feet by Betrayal.
I see reality slowly tearing the flesh from her face... and glare at me in shrieking horror as i stand to lose everything that made me to the person i am today.
I stand alone... amidst a fog bank... racing the same circle, losing my anchor, flying unguided.  My Sadness comfort me... but she heals like a poison. The only cure to heal a pain is an even greater pain.. so I let Depression tear away at me. Emotion lies sickly in bed.. she grasps my hands firmly, begging me to stay but i lack the fortitude to do so whilst staring at faded photographs of all the love I lost and squandered unto people who did not deserve it.
A lake stretches before me to me it feels like an untamed ocean.. Once gentle streams flowed here.. now only coursing waves and sludge remain...
I feel drowned. I feel alone. I feel... unloved....
Cold...
Emotionally torn to shreds......
again....

I keep picking up pieces of me.. my Truth, my Love, my Hope... only to watch them die again... While i play my sadistic game further one..
This aching need to find a person who can still the itch inside me.

I feel like an abandoned child desperately searching for his parents in a long dead world.. where only a skeleton remains of what once was..
They say love doesn’t **** you...
But it sure feels a lot worse than it sounds...

I wonder how long i can keep this up...
Can i watch everything rise and fall again like a castle of sand?

Will there be enough to rebuild again?

At this moment in time...

All I can do....

Is cry myself to sleep....

And sinking further away into a silent ocean that suffocates my feelings
So that i hurt the most..

Love sickness does not **** you....

But it sure feels a lot worse than it sounds...