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Deadly Lonely

Numb
Dunno what to do
My heart is fine
No sad or beat up or nothing
But I'm so lonely

I called the one that I love
Ofc she is the first one that I think of
But surely its not the right time
Less then a minute and off

Called my mom
She instantly talking
Everything
I'm just listening
And off.. I started to sad and looking who I need to call

I am thinking if I stand up on the bridge
Jumping to the river, will He forgive me?
Ofc no...
If I am in hell, will it forever?
Hm... My heart is fine, no hurt or anything..
But cutting my vein in my hand seem interesting

One last call
To the tree of wisdom
She surprised, she said she is working with her colleague in her home
I just want to hear her voice i said
Less then a minute and off

So well... Dear blog
To you I share my burden again
With my  bear keep trying to stay around me
I just dont know if my med work on me

Its not a poem,
its only phrases divided to several blocks
Silly I am, wishing to make a poem
End up talking with a blog express my sloom

Fuck... I hate myself
I am so missing that sadness badly
I am missing that hurt so badly
This is what I called Deadly Lonely

V'z whfg ab bar.. <-- fuck with this sign as well
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