I've tried so hard but I can't seem to get away from this misery.

I've given my best, I've got nothing left.
I can't do this on my own.

Sometimes you need to just fight the pain, no matter how bad it hurts, no matter how much you want to give up, sometimes, fighting is the only option.

Not seeing a future, living meaningless. where am I going?

One of those days
where you need a hug but
only one persons arms would help, and they're to distant to notice.

I feel like I'm a million miles away from myself more and more these days.

Am I the only one failing at life?

When you lose something it always stays with you reminding you how easy it is to get hurt again.

Sometimes it hits me all of the sudden. I try to block out the old memories as much as I can but sometimes they creep through and I fall apart all over again.

Its like the world is trying to tell me that it doesn't need me anymore.