Here’s the next in the “Crappy” series. This one is much more like the young person I was before I left home and discovered freedom, being drunk most of the time, and sexual exploration.
Loneliness eats at my soul. I’m always by myself no matter who I’m with. No one truly understands me or what I stand for.
Try as I may to do everything for those I care for, it’s always me left out in the cold.
Sometimes I just feel like giving up and throwing in the towel. I just can’t win this endless battle with emptiness.
Who could honestly say they’d miss me? They’d miss having a sucker to go to, to get what they need and then cast me aside.
I should be used to it but I still ache inside. I’d do anything to make the pain go away. Anything.