Lonely

This life of mine that I am suppose to live is fucked up. I’ve tried to end it before but failed, and now I have made a promise to someone that I wouldn’t try it again, don’t know why I made that promise it’s just tortureing myself. I feel that I’m living alone, or at least that noone is listening to me, that there standing all around me and I’m screaming at the top of my lungs but noone can hear me. Well, it’s been a fucked up life so far and I got to go.