Sometimes I wonder why I go on, why any of us go on. I stare into nothingness, the world crashing down around me and wodner why I haven't given in and cut so deep that the stark white purity of my bones show through the deepest crimson of my blood for the briefest of moments before I succumb to darkness.
I wish I knew why.
I know that tomorrow's just another day like every one that's past me before; each moment a startlingly painful burst of clarity that threatens to overwhelm my feeble mind.
Sometimes it makes me think that I should give up.
Sometimes I wonder if anyone will tell me one reason why I shouldn't.
are you out there? is anyone out there? oh, god, please tell me i'm not alone...