Hating My Lonelyness Poem by Twilighter dazzzler

i wonder if i was made for this world
always wanting more than it can give me
extracts from my fantasies
im content between these four walls on my own
im an expert on lonlyness
quickly becoming an addict
wanting more than this world can give me

this hunger rips right through me
and its hard to bring myself to breathe
never knowing whats ahead of me
the longing rips me into little pieces
not big enough for anyone to see
but big enough for me to bleed

i bleed,
so slowly, so contently
i bleed,
im used to the feeling
with misery surrounding me
so i bleed
waiting for this to drain from me

cant bring myself to look in the mirror
a relflection of selfishness that has done something to deserve lonelyness
i bleed and it rips through me
until im strong enough to ignore it again
i wont let anyone see
that i crave something i hate
every few hours i take another hit
i bleed
content in hating my lonelyness