I'm at the point where I simply exist. I am stuck in my own head and it's not a pleasant place to be. I have so many questions, so many what ifs. I need to accept the fact that what I want simply isn't going to happen. I've tried to get my message across but it seems it's falling on deaf ears. I can do no more. I have no fight left in me. The days all blur into one. I have no purpose. No meaning. Just emptiness. I wake up every morning and can't help but cry. The pain is horrendous. I can be going about my day and it hits me, catches me off guard and I'm brought to my knees consumed in grief. To the point where I can't breath. I cannot see an escape to this. There is nothing that can make the pain go away. The only joy I have is seeing that others are having good things happen in their life as result of this. If me being in daily turmoil means the people important to me do well then it's a small price to pay. To finish off I'm going off grid for...
The games have started again, Haven't i gone through enough pain? In my head he's permantley fixed, Sending signals that are all mixed. What is it he actually wants? I torture myself every single day, If I could then I would find a way. To see him and tell him it was all true, I don't know what else to do. Instead I live in fear, Of what he could do to me or the ones I hold dear. Would he hurt me again just to save face? I just wish I knew my place.