So long I've been waiting...

I'm so alone. Alone and empty. Dead inside. There is no other way to describe it. Day by day I go through the motions...everyday is the same. Everyday is painful. Everyday I want to die. I think I have finally come to terms with the fact that I just simply not wanted. I don't think I will ever be loved. It's not a reflection of me as a person...it's just my fate. The sooner I learn to accept it, the easier it will become. But for now, each day I'm merely surviving. No more, no less. I don't know where I can go from here...every path leads me to nowhere. I can't go forward and I can't go back. There's nothing left but monotony and lifelessness. Let's throw heartache in there too. I don't know why I still try. I think I trully need to give up before I can accept my fate. So why is it so hard to do? -amor e morte