My Suffering Hurts

It’s not very pleasant,
living my meaningless life,
Empty and alone always,
full of crowded strife.

I would welcome now,
more than any one thing,
Is an end to my dowerness,
this thing a human being.

It only hurts more,
knowing you are there.
Everyone surrounding me,
doesn’t really care.

They all laugh and think it funny,
when my suffering increases.
They would rather my life stay shattered,
falling apart with razor sharp pieces.

I see no end to this path,
what’s the use driving into walls.
I feel now that no matter what,
never answer when anybody calls.

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