Humility has worn me out

The pain is sweet burning deep down in my heart,my soul is left with empty little holes. Forgiving is easy but forgetting can't be done, the wound keeps on bleeding and spreading it's pain. I stand here and imagine what happiness is and maybe that would make it worth while? People are happy for no reason at all? I'm only happy when I've worn myself out and sit down at night and try to pass out,,, nothing to remember then I forget how to feel..............................and wake up in the morning with humility and worn out.

Repeat the next day