Melting Away

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I'm feeling down today. Writing is the way I confront my feelings. I write because I know someone will listen to me. I write because when I read what I write... I listen. The sad truth is no one wants to listen to sad stories, no one cares enough to feel your pain, no one can love you enough if you cannot love yourself. Stop trying to get people to read your writing, or listen to your stories. People are selfish, only when they are bored will they come and act as your glowing angel. Most times they got no time, no care, no love, no fucking humanity. You can be emotionally bleeding and people will act like they relate but the truth is they don't. They just want to know your business. They want the act as if they were the one you chose to tell them your truths. But that's all there is. There is no nice people in the world again, only people with human faces and false messages that will add negative energies to your soul. There is only a few souls on this earth that we may address as human. They are kind, fearless, beautiful, and filled with connections that only few will feel. These people share humanity with this unfamiliar world where there are more evil that will do anything to destroy that love. So please, if you are reading this and think that this is you, then you're not one of these souls. However, if you're reading this to feed your soul by listening to another person's thoughts, then thank you, at least I won't feel alone.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 05, 2020 ⏰

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