Trapped

Now I'm on my hands and knees begging for a way out, wondering why I was put into existence here in this world that I've come to hate so much. How can one find life so beautiful? Once your in, your stuck. One might think its as easy as finding your way out, but that just faults you with hurting others who care about you. How could you possibly do that with those constant guilty thoughts running through your mind? You don't understand how guilty I already feel by just wanting to die. I see life as something I need to get over with, which I cant even bear anymore. I see no future, nor do I even want to as I hate the past and present. How could things possibly ever change? I'm sick of feeling this way; it hurts so bad, but there's nothing I can do. These painful feelings will never go away; and I'm never going to be okay.