Insecurity

Everyday of loneliness just makes me more mad,
Blazing thoughts of dignity hurt me from inside..
Senseless but still the wounds are filling all my skin.!
sense of hurting thoughts is all am left within.
happiness is what i never felt & would never feel,
Hell is where I'm gonna go & nothing can be real.
Love isn't a cure now its just another desire,
Only thing that i desire is now to retire.
Hell is where i want to go & just don't want to sleep,
In my thoughts in my brain insecurity creeps....