old poem..

There is nothing that needs filling...
My self in this world doesn't have meaning or use...
My existence is unknow...
Got or not, it doesn't matter...
This life has no meaning in it...
My life is not appreciated...
My death is not bothered...
Emptiness in my soul and mind
Reality is pain and pain is reality...
I lived in the world that full with emptiness...
In the darkness, alone, no one came to grab my hand out of this place...
Plz help me to find my lost soul...
lonely is like SARS that kill me slowly, that is the true maening of pain...
You give me hope, but you the one destroy it...
The more i hate you, the more i love and miss you...
You the light of my life...
You are everything TO ME!