I don't think that anyone could understand just how lonely I am at the moment. I seem to be being turned against by almost everyone I trusted and my personal circumstances lead me to think that I'm living very close to the edge of almost certain non-existence.
It seems inevitable that I am heading straight into an oblivion in which my body will wither and die long after my mind and spirit have died. I will find myself existing rather than living and I will have no one to reach out to, no one to share even the tiniest part of myself with.
Everything I have been working towards has been cruelly snatched away from me and I am left wondering if there is any point to trying to carry on. I feel as though nothing matters any more and that I should just please my enemies by just letting go of this horrific life in the hope that, if there is anything beyond this life, it cannot be any worse than the one I'm in now.
This personal Hell has finally gotten the best of me and I just want it all to end while the simple act of death can give me some measure of relief.