I am dead inside
When I was 11 I found my dad after he shot himself through the head. A few years later my mother died. When I was in my early twenties my older brother died. Two years ago I found out my younger brother who I hadn't seen in years died before he even turned 30. Just a few months ago a close friend died. Almost everyone who I ever loved is gone. There is nothing but emptiness and a bottomless canyon inside me now. I go on watching the days pass and the years slipping by until I can finally be with the ones I love. But I know I'm meant to have a long, lonely life as punishment for being such a horrible, weak person.