Insensitivity

No compassion, 
 
And an influx of natural disasters.
 
That's what you are.
 
Our interaction are still not mutual,
 
If anything, I'd say they are unusual, 
 
And I need to get away.
 
I need to get away from everything, 
 
I can't deal with this life anymore, 
 
Not as I usually do. 
 
It's all so,
 
fucking complicated. 
 
I don't know where I went wrong with my choices, or if I'm still going in the wrong direction with them,
 
But everything is so cold.
 
It froze me to my very core, numbing me from the inside out. With my new frosted coating, I was
 
hoping that I would learn how not to feel.
 
But I couldn't. 
 
And I can't. 
 
And I'm sorry,
 
But I just can't-
 
Do this-
 
Any-
 
Longer.

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