At Times I feel alone in the dark, deeply emotionally searching for some one to find me.
At Times I feel that nothing will ever turn around were life can be fun again.
At times I feel that if I cry harder maybe god can here me this time.
I havent felt that great for a long while, wanting it so bad but out of reach.
It cralls through my brain like a snake on a mission. Needing to feed
so its slithering body wont go without.
Feeling alone is never a time when I need to be .. be alone.
I dont like that harsh reality when I know, Im here, with them.
My life alone.
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