Please, don't Leave me out here in the Cold.

"You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end
Always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough.

....Now you're just somebody that I used to know."                                                                                                                              [Gotye]

Drowning.

ICH-Erschöpfung.
Rasend.Unbedacht.Zerhackt.Zerfahren.
Fanatisch Lärmend.Unerhört.Trans-Normal.
Mein Innerstes blockiert jegliche "Happy-Hour".Flieht in die Vergangenheit.Zerstückelt jedes Gefühlsfragment.Schreit nach Vergeltung.Nach Selbst-Traktierung.Keine Ruhe.Kein Licht.I hate Love-Loving-Be Loved.
"Heart's a Mess."
Kein Sinn.Kein Leuchten.
Ich bin der MASSAKRIST meiner Selbst.
"El Monstruo".