The Curse of feeling alone.

I have been traveling on this road all alone my destination is one I would call unknown. I'm Pitch Black inside and out, No hope for me, no way out of this emotional drought. I feel a range of emotions I can't evaluate at all, I know I have to if I don't I will fall. Blocking them out seems the best I can do for now, it's like when I pass I make everyone frown. I can't help but think I deserve this pain. It's my form of punishment for being so plain. I wish I could Bury everything I feel, but if not that, then the turn my heart into steel. I'm complicated I know that so well, leaving alone is my curse.