Broken

by blackrose0590

well, this is just a lil diddle i did when i was bored. i tought gaara would say mabey somethin like this. dont be brutal. its my 1st fic. TT rated just in case. suicideish.

Broken

Most call death sorrowful. I call it freedom. This world is stupid and pathetic. There is no

hope, no real freedom, no real love. Is love even there? Is it real? Love is of our imagination. We only hate. If there is any love, it is only of ourselves. We are cold beings. We blame others for our death, but in the end, we are our own destruction. If there is any way to escape this hellish world, I must take that route. I am broken… can anyone fix me?