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Sometimes..Sometimes, I do wish I could give up..
But then a person says to me think happier
What..? What?! You want me to rip my head?
Rip it open and perform my own surgery
So my brain can't think of any thought no more?
Well, fucking sometimes.. I wish I could.
Its not like I need emotions, what good do they do?
Its not like I can make myself feel better, no one.
I repeat, No one. I'm unloved by my family..
Friends, even myself. The one I should be trusting in
Well, that's what everyone else says.. Yet.. I-I just..
I can't listen to anyone anymore. Fuck you.
I just want to go, and become a memory, nothing more
Maybe.. Forgotten too.. Not even remembered by one.
Single. Person. I want to not even be known of my..
Existence.. Let me go.. Please. I can't handle this anymore..
Its no longer just a "sometime" feeling.. Let me go..
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More