Shocked

Shocked.

That is the same reaction I get when I tell people there's no point to life.

I have always wondered the reason why. We work until we die. You’re telling me that is the great purpose of life. I am more shocked that more people call that living. 

Scared.

That is the emotion I get from my family when I tell them I don’t have the will to live.

Why is that? We all have to die at one point. I am in constant misery so why can’t I end it early. I am more scared to continue living.

Stressed.

That is what I cause the people around me to feel.

Everyone knows I am a ticking time bomb. Only the people around don’t know when the timer is going off. I am more stressed that I have to hang on for those around me.

Shattered.

That is what I am.

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[John the Baptist]

This is the third of your poems I have read tonight. Your pain is deeper than anyone should have to bear. May it some day, in some way, pass from you.