I've been really depressed lately, I've been suffering by my own hand. My worse obstacle to overcome that has burdened me since I was 14 years old is a broken heart. My suffering began by the hands of death, My mother suffered from various species of cancer. It literally ate away at her. When her time came to leave this world I was in utter despair. When she died I fell in a sprial of uncontrollable rage, My sanity diminishing, My thoughts running rampant and eluding me. Death bekoning me with open arms to embrace death myself, Suicidal thoughts strummed through my head yet, I fought its inviting invitations. I used to think that it was my fault that her death came into being. Yet after searching within myself I concluded that it wasn't my fault it was a natural thing, A force far beyond my own control. As one trouble snuffed out a new suffering begins. I am suffering from a "Broken Heart". I fought with it for 8 years of my pathetic life, Wondering and dreaming of when I will find somebody to be at my side. Finding somebody to love me for who I am, To comfort me and whisper in my ears intricate things and assure me that everything is all right. I have constant dreams of women beckoning me in open arms and promises to be at my side and to never leave me to languish in this cold world of loneliness. Yet when I awaken I find them gone, Just a dream. I suffer all the symptons of a broken heart except for the radical natures: Suicide and Nausea. Other than that I have all of the following symptons. Go ahead mock me if you want but I speak the truth, Read on Wikipedia type down: Broken Heart and read for yourselves. Even as I type I can feel my mind and heart slowly gradually depleting. My heart especially aches and writhes with pain, Rivers of my own tears come and go uncontrollably. I think I am destined to die alone. No hope to escape my own personal damnation, No chance for salvation within myself. I can continue coping with it but my own question is how long can I hold it in until I it become my own undoing? I tried to seek romance yet no woman wants me for who I am, I wait for love to come my way yet again I am ignored by the rigid hands of fate. Cast out of the peace in my mind and cast in my own personal torment. I am the Sorrow, and my tears are my only friends in this disjointed world. I suffer each passing day knowing that no one will come my way, I personally ask you fellow Newgrounders. Have any of you felt this agonizing pain before? Let me know that I'm not the only one slowly being devoured by this ever expanding void within my heart. I will never find peace as long as I subside here in this world. I must carry on my endless struggle within myself. Rest well my fellow Newgrounders, I wait to see my unknown fate. Good day.