I mean seriously, why even bother trying to fight anymore? Life is hideous and it's only getting worse. Yeah sometimes there's "good" but really it's just sugar coating poo. 

What's the point of this endless battle when in the end I'll be 6ft deep anyway.

What's the point of these ups that throw me down harder. To get stronger? Nah. It's to remind me life is nothing worth living. 

What's the point of loving things anymore? Love fades or they die.

What's the point in trying to make friends? So you're not alone? Nah. I'm still alone and nobody gives a damn about me. 

Why should I even bother anymore?
I don't know. I'm out of reasons. Nothing is strong enough to keep me here anymore.