Ever have these days?

Where everything you've done amounts to nothing?
Where all the people you think care become people you weigh down?

I'm having one of those days? The long ones, that you think end when something finishes, but only takes a few words to continue the nightmare...

At some point in our lives, we become the friend that's there for everyone, but no one is there for us. We become a burden to everything and everyone. A heavy hinderance.

Some of us may take the road of exit. Releasing our souls from our physical entrapment. Others of us could never live with the guilt or shame of being bold enough to do so.

At this present moment, I beg for what I have always wanted...

Unconditional love. An unconditional home. A place I don't have to prove that I am good enough, or that I am nice enough, or that I work hard enough.

I would just simply like to exist, somewhere in a lush field, looking up at a blue sky, feeling at peace.

That's how my soul would be free.

I really wish that would happen...

Anywho, I'm just here. A still trapped soul. Waiting for for someone who cares indefinitely.