The Way It's Meant To Be

I have no family,
No life,
No friends.

My family hates me,
My life is dull,
My friends aren't always there, so who can I trust?

I have no dignity,
No pride,
No joy.

My dignity died when I was alone.
My pride burned for the countless times I've been hurt.
My joy faded when my innocence was taken away.

I have no heart,
No spirit,
No Soul.

My heart was crushed as if by a stone,
My spirit was captured and far away thrown,
My oul was wasted in agony and fell apart.

I have no fear,
No brain,
No hope.

My fear was cremated along with my beliefs,
My brain became useless to even think,
My hope was lost in the abyss of tragedy.

I have no strength,
No motivation,
No goal.

My strength was drained out when the evil took over,
My motivation killed by those very same humans I considered,
My goal was broken with lack of effort for the reason to keep myself breathing.

I have no fate,
No desire,
No legacy.

My fate was born to never rise as far as this,
My desire was only a fantasy,
My legacy was taken away from me.

I have no place,
No home,
No comfort.

My place was invaded by sanity,
My home was always attacking,
My comfort left with everything I considered "happy."

This depression is taking over me.
And I don't want to speak about this because I'm afraid I'll be bothering.