I envy those who have another in their life. Ones that are close by, to love, hold, and be with. My heart cannot stand it, and I wonder about death.
My girlfriend is far away, and I am alone. My sister is far away, and I am doubly alone. I'm empty, dead, forever alone. I am without comfort, save for the little messages I get from my sister. She's trying her best, by sending virtual "hugs", but those don't work.
I want to have REAL comfort. I need to be held, to be loved. No one cares, though, so why should I bother? Everyone will just look at me and not help. I'll have no comfort, no hugs, no love, in the end.
The most I'll gain is sympathy from the lot, then dismissal as everyone returns to their lives. Whereas I'll be in the Suicide Booth at the hospital, and have cameras watch me for 24hrs.
This is my Cry For Help, but you don't care, so why should I? You'll think its a game, while my mind becomes lost, and my body withers to nothing.