A requiem of pain

Finally decided to add another poem to the domain,i noticed people visit it more than they visit the innersanctum,

This poem was made when i was in a critical mind state,i was feeling depressed and empty when i welded it together,Any feedback you can offer is greatly appreciated.
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Pain..,

All i ever feel is pain

all those cheerful times i feigned

All those fake memories i gained

To all those anticipating faces I'm chained

of all life and joy i am destained

My wasted youth,my denied growth

I lived my life by the rules

The rules of nothing but my own foolish oaths

I no longer feel anything for myself

the agony of people around me,

i feel like a lone book left on an endless shelf

Tears i shed for others are true,

Tears i shed for myself i cannot even brew

What i long for is someone new

someone who can rinse that filthy heart of mine clean

someone who i would happily dedicate my life to

Does such a person even exist?

"yes" the shallow voices in my head insist

Hope is a seducing emotion,one cannot simply throw away

Hope puts your broken pieces back together

Only so you would break into a million other

Hope is why countless people perish every sunrise and dusk

Hope is the innocent component of the death-chain

"now i am become death,the destroyer of worlds"

Such words were spoken in nothing other than vain

Life's a needle endlessly spiraling towards nothingness

what has been done,cannot be undone.

And what is gone,shall forever be so.

End