hidden sacrifice by: e.l.

I have sought love from people and at every turn they have disappointed me.
Discouraged me and thrown my name in the mud. Shortened me like a nothing strain of hair at a barber shop and its depression only enhances. So many chances I have given this life only to fall victim to its continuous certainties of negativity. As if there is no good in it. Nothing has ever been true, real, or good. This life full of ignorances selfishness and assured failure. Assured destruction planned obsolescence from its beginning design. Each relationship only meant to break hearts, meant only to cease, death only meant to increase, and never will one find peace because its not lost, its nonexistent. All fabrications by the manufactures of every worldly thing, and good is just a figment of one’s own deluded concept of what reality their indoctrinated mind chooses to believe. Their god. But me who seems to be different in some way, because I... well I generally care to care. With no known reason why, what seems to be sincere, Prayers are answered. Help me end this miserably life! Must everything I do be judged and ridiculed. Ridiculed ridiculously ridiculed like my physical appearance wasn't enough, must I be alone here alone and ridiculed? Prayers answered but mustn't be revealed prisoned to keep them concealed or be ridiculed? What then is an evil? he lived.