FUN

       In my short lifetime of vast emptiness, I've found that only one thing can suppress me of my dim, depressive phase. When I'm having fun, I've no need to worry about the world. I give no interest into anything other than being stupid.
       It appears I am only able to experience fun when I am accompanied by the few friends I have. Once I'm at their disposal, I feel I can be... someone else. The person I want to be. I no longer feel as if I am forever lost in this world with nothing to assist me and my brittle mind, haunted with my past thoughts, merciless and ongoing.
       It becomes an issue however, when I am staring my opportunity of fun in the eye, but forced to part from it, like locking one's self out of their own home. I rarely find the opportunity to see my closest friends, as they are not cursed with a vast emptiness in their lives as I am. I only wish that they were as considerate. I wish they would comprehend the fact that behind my smile and laughter, I am suffering an unbearable pain that is eating me away from within. Slowly causing my soul to fade away, insisting that I end it all. To finally rid myself of the pain... the agony... the vast emptiness...
       My friends to me are like a drug. I begin to feel the withdrawal, the despair, every minute I am without their influence.

─ApexTheFurry óÓÒò