isnt a word

Broken... is an understatement for the state my heart is in. There isnt a word for the way i feel... Alone... in my mind. No one here but the thoughts of pain and sadness that fills my being. Pain... I'd rather cut than feel emotions. Blood over salty warm tears... Love... is only a slow form of suicide. It'll kill you one way or another no matter what... Suicide... a simple way to die... To be relieved of all the pain, lonelyness, emotions and love...