
Flume
Villain
- Oct 28, 2019
- 300
My dad left me in 2016. He was sick for about an 10 years. Had recently taken several trips to the hospital... I went and saw him once, and everything seemed fine. At the time I wanted to switch schools and had recently been to a one for a visit so I told him about that. The reasons why he was was at the hospital I still don't know, but I know that he lied about why he was there, shortly afterwards without any warning I get the news that he's gone.
My dad proved to me that life is meaningless... no one cared that he left, not even his best friend showed to the funeral. If no one cared for him, then no one will care for me either. Even if I die I know what happens afterwords... because I saw it with my own eyes, I saw what death looks like. What happens is nothing... everyone just moves on like nothing fucking happened. Ever since then I lost trust in everyone, trust that I don't think I'll ever get back.
My dream is to truly love someone, and them to do so with me. I want have the kind of connection where you'd do anything for each other, where you'd die for eachother. But that can never happen because I'm scared for life. I just can't connect to people the way I did before. I can't look at anyone anymore without thinking to myself that you are a lying selfish piece of shit.
I pretend like it's fine and don't say anything. But even then no one fucking cares. For a decade now I've been waking up alone, no one was never next to me, no one was there to hold me when I needed it. No cared before, no one cared after.
My biggest wish in life is shattered. No one wants me that's a fucking fact, and even if they did I could never accept them like I once could.
I never feel seen. I'm always invincible. Even if you tell me you love me, even if you tell me you care, it doesn't matter... I just can't believe you, I just can't. Even if I die you'll just move on with life like nothing ever happened.
I live now, but I'll never feel alive again. I'll always be invisible, so what's the point.
My dad proved to me that life is meaningless... no one cared that he left, not even his best friend showed to the funeral. If no one cared for him, then no one will care for me either. Even if I die I know what happens afterwords... because I saw it with my own eyes, I saw what death looks like. What happens is nothing... everyone just moves on like nothing fucking happened. Ever since then I lost trust in everyone, trust that I don't think I'll ever get back.
My dream is to truly love someone, and them to do so with me. I want have the kind of connection where you'd do anything for each other, where you'd die for eachother. But that can never happen because I'm scared for life. I just can't connect to people the way I did before. I can't look at anyone anymore without thinking to myself that you are a lying selfish piece of shit.
I pretend like it's fine and don't say anything. But even then no one fucking cares. For a decade now I've been waking up alone, no one was never next to me, no one was there to hold me when I needed it. No cared before, no one cared after.
My biggest wish in life is shattered. No one wants me that's a fucking fact, and even if they did I could never accept them like I once could.
I never feel seen. I'm always invincible. Even if you tell me you love me, even if you tell me you care, it doesn't matter... I just can't believe you, I just can't. Even if I die you'll just move on with life like nothing ever happened.
I live now, but I'll never feel alive again. I'll always be invisible, so what's the point.