i'm lost

Those sad faces of humanity trace the outline of earth tainted with lost poison, half a land filled with disdain, sound proof walls to disprove the infiltration of rescue.

Help me help myself. I’m lost in this void of dust floating like the rest of life just running off with my happiness and achievements leaving me with the scorching part gripping my nerves. It’s like a shock of lava. My veins filling up with torture, oh just torch me now and end this misery I’m living in.
Each breath burns the living out of my throat as if I was drinking boiling water. HA! The heated poison of rejection kills my lungs. Draws out the truth and gets stuck on purpose, clinging to my life. Mine and mine alone, but yet it has taken a hold, grip, gripe, and snatch, snitch, dip in a pool of lemons and ice, but no relief for the hate. I hate that they love to hate me. I hate how they pretend to care.

​I hate how they’re supposed to care, but they don’t.