Nobody reads my writing

A writing about how nobody reads my writing

I am Shaun a pathetic junkie from upstate NY. If theres ine rhing i dont give its a f**k. so twist my n*****s and kick me in the balls. I can fly, i can fly higher than an airplane. You dont know me nor do you care  to. 

When i peer into the mirror i see a super hero a hard working man who supports his family and pokes needles into his veins. I escape to the happiest work, a world where nothing matters but in a few short seconds its gone. Im back to my boring self eating xanax every hour and drinking nethadone in the morning. Death will be my only escape from the sickness and sadness. Im already dead inside. I know how to fix it but not forever if forever exists.