Maybe Tomorrow Won't Ever Come.

Have you ever felt so utterly alone you've been ignorant towards whats right in front of your eyes? Have you ever been so fricken screwed over it hurts to breathe? Oh. Well. I have. Over and over again. By the same person. Because i'm too ignorant to look in front of my eyes and see his lies. See the fake. See the hurt that'll come from trusting him. Maybe we're not meant to survive because it's all a setup. I'm so fed up I don't see the point in keeping my head up. The waves are getting too high and they're dragging me under. Down, Down under. The blackness surrounds and maybe i'll drown. Maybe if i'm lucky.
What's the point of surviving? We die in the end anyways.