wanbliceya

Pain is upon me unceasingly and it seems that nothing can give me a respite. It comes from both inside and out. So many injuries afflicted by me and others. Oh how I yearn for relief that may only come with death. I do not race toward that end but will welcome it when it comes. I have allowed such damage to my psyche by others that I have ended up a lonely, guilty, indecisive and cowardly man. I have not the confidence to move forward in any endeavor. I yearn for so many things but mostly a way out.  When I get my revenge there is no sign of where it came from. In silence I come and go meting it out impartially. Sometimes it is just a word th