Deepreading Stories

Kara lived her daily life in the same pattern: eat,sleep,go to school, and repeat she mostly kept to herself, did her own thing. People scared her , shed never really interacted with them, and she was content to keep it that way. why? she was one of those people.... she...was an outcast

I feel as if I no longer have an "energy source" or "thrive" within me. As if I've been depleted of all PSYCHOLOGICAL life. All that's left is this PHYSICAL entity or mass of flesh and bone. My "soul" or "spirit" has vacated my body. I remember being energetic and vibrant, even witty, but now I seem blah and pathetic. I feel lethargic and weak almost to a crippled psychological state. I've lost Hope and now feel eager for the "END". I've almost completely abandoned my interest and now desire to simply just rest. Close my eyes, slip into my dreams, and finally rest. Though I have no reason to feel this tired, at least physically, must be a case of mental fatigue. Excuse me while I rest ©lyricalslouch

Swear to GOD I'm living in hell. Like I truly feel that this is the land of the forsaken. No one really loves anyone anymore. Its like love is only a "word" which means "to like someone profoundly", what the FUCK is that. Everyone is malicious and deceptive and back stabbing. You got "agencies" that actually pay their employers to "care"... To actually FUCKING CARE...what happened to humanity and a loving community. Greed, drugs, porn, prostitution, that's what the FUCK HAPPENED. Now we live in a world where in No One loves you the state then pays certain "agencies" to pick up the lack and do what...."CARE"...IF THIS AINT HELL IT SURE AINT FAR FROM IT ©lyricalslouch

I find myself in a metamorphosis, changing with each and every moment. My mind and body under a transformation created by the HAVOC and trials in which I endure. I feel as though destruction and dismay is ultimately inevitable and all struggle is completely futile. Thoughts of suicide no longer carry the message of demise but rather the execution of something beautiful and triumphant. A state of ecstasy and relief which will seem like heaven falling upon my decrepit TORN soul. ©lyricalslouch