Ramblings Of A Madman

How does one describe that which he does not feel, a mind broken over so many betrayals that he cannot recall what has truly occurred, emotionally silenced from the beginning at this point unable to see what is good nor a creature to even be unable to see love, to feel nothing towards so many yet has a one that keeps his fractured mind alive with but a soft spoken a being to exist defies all logic and reasoning, yet I remain here in this dark cold room unable to speak naught but a You even imagine true loneliness, to yearn for companionship yet to not have the mental tools taught to so many, stop you? I wish this existence on no one yet if given the chance in but a moment I would trade this life for end I say this piece of advice, cherish the things that come naturally love, friends, and family until your final breath, for without them you sing the random song of madness