Tonight my already fragile soul took yet another hit. And I am lonely. Its a disease. Spreading through my heart to my shaking fingers and my watering eyes. I want to scream. To run. To curse. I want to rid myself of this disease. I want to chop myself up, melt myself until I am a puddle of goop on the floor. I want to recreate myself so that I can be someone that you want. That anyone wants. I am so tired of being torn down and told to rise. I want to run away. I want to be loved.