Alone

I feel so alone,
Like a worthless waste of life,
I can't deal with this pain on my own,
It's cutting me deeper than even I do to myself with a knife,

Anyone I have either is too busy or just doesn't care,
And I don't want to be a burden to them any more than I already am,
And I'm the only one who should be brought down from my weakness if this becomes too much to bear,
And I'm nothing anyway so why should I expect anyone to give a damn,

The only other thing that seems to help is pain,
Going from mental to physical pain makes it easier to handle,
But I know it doesn't actually help and my efforts are in vain,
No pain can equal my mental torture, be it from blade, hunger or heat from a candle,

The only thing that really helps is talking,
But the only form of socal interaction I deserve is mocking.