Can you feel it with me?

Do you know how it feels when you feel yourself  alone in a crowd?when you feel your self haunted by harsh words?well!i feel it...

It was a tragic drama and i am suffering from it's last episode.It is murdureous,believe me.Sometimes i really need someone.Some one to listen my whole story.Some one to bear my pain with me.Some one to share my worries.Some one to hold my hands and say:
this is the way!here to go!
But you know there is no one.Once i told some chunks of my story to a butterfly and she flied to other flower and told whole story to her in an ironical way.It made me to scream and slap her.But you know na silence is best revenge.

Virginia woolf,she jumped into the river THAMES and commited sucide.She made an escape from this hectic life.I often feel as if Virginia's soul lies in me.So what does that mean?someday,somehow,somewhere i'll commit sucide?No one knows.Let the river flow.

You know i am tired!fully tired!.By walking on this road my feet are fully wounded.I want to die.I want to rest.I've no wish,desire or longing so i pray to Him that let me die.Have you ever been teased by lonesome?i think,yes.
 oh!lonesome don't tease
when you know you can't please.
 
I don't know how to mold my words,but still i am writing.Some people says whatever i wrote is a post.Other says its a mirror of my emotions.Whatever it is,but hey!listen!can you feel it with me?