I sometimes feel lost. Like a shattered child. I wonder if healing will ever occur within the deepest corners of my spirit. I really need a new beginning. I need friends. Another family. But honestly? I dont have the motivation to try anymore. I like my own time. I like being alone. Sad to say it. It hurts less. I hate people these days. Except for a few good ones left.

I know suicide isn’t an option. I have come too far to give up. But i sure wish sometimes i could go to bed and not get up. I wish i could die. I wish death would claim me.

—-Alone——