What is the point of us continuing?
I am dead inside because of all this pain.
What is the point of working things out?
You dont want me anyway.
Why must we try to retreve what is already dead and gone?
we want to love eachother so we dont hurt eachother.
How could this ever work out with the fairytail ending?
We are both missing the required passion to care for another human being.
Why cant i feel for you the way i used to?
I have lost my soul in the darkest shadows where it can not be found.
Instead, demons follow me around, patiently waiting for the time to strike.
Their purpose is to strip me of any human compassion until I am ready to leave this life.
The joke is on them.
I have been ready to leave this skeletin of a body for what seems like years.
They have been despratly trying to plan the perfect moment where everything is gone.
Their goal is to kill me then latch onto the person affected most by my death.
The only meaning for these parasites is to infect other people that were dealt the wrong cards.
For most, the nonliving creatures will win.
I will be just like all the infected in the past.
I will be the talk of the town for a short while then i will slowly fade into the background.
And I will finally be happy there.