My uber emo...ness

[mood_poisoning]

So we moved about a year and a half ago and job is starting to fucking suck ass and I'm job-hunting and I hate it and I left my old friends and so yeah...I wrote this this morning.

Hell

I'm in my box
looking out
no one there
how lonely I am
In my little box
I want to crawl
up and die
but what the
fuck's the point?!
it won't make life
better although it
couldn't be much
worse

I can't take much
more of this
I know I can't
withstand
the pain
(Agony) of separation
from those I call
my friends.