Birthday blues

Terrible, terrible day. Saturday was ultimately depressing...so depressing I actually felt nothing, and just allowed my mind to block the truth that it was my birthday. The rain poured alongside with my feelings, and although I wanted to be comforted with every pitter-patter, I clenched my fists in the attempt to hide the desolation and utter despair. It's quite fascinating how I didn't shed a single tear, and of how I held captive all the screams...

God. Every thought that comes out of my head is a prayer. I plead for this wretchedness to end.