Awful creature which I hate.

I hate you, new creature. You're foreign to me. You were once free and independent. Now you can barely crawl on your own. Your strong legs are now crippled. You have taken the love that you could so beautifully give, and you have marred it. You've twisted it into something ugly - jealousy, greed, hatred, anger, bitterness. Will you ever be beautiful again? Will you ever have a constant? You're a roller coaster. You're incapable of consistency anymore. Most unhappy people just go through life merely existing. You can't do that. You have to let your misery show. You jump down into such a deep pit of hell, and then you cry out from there. What do you want down there? It wasn't so long ago that if someone hit you, you would hit back. But now you jump in that hole all alone. I know you're not happier there. Do you want someone to save you? To will you from that pit of despair? Nobody will do it for you. You have to get out by yourself. Nobody cares if you're down there. You did it to yourself.