A cold wind howls across the landscape of my soul.
Icy cold fingers bring pain to the depths of my being.
Cut off from those I love - I am alone.
The man who was afraid of nothing - now in fear of living alone.
Dispair and sorrow my only companions
I long for the warmth of loves touch.
Adrift in a black sea of nothingness,
Unable to fulfill my dreams,
Much less my wants,
And barely my needs.
Like a drunkard longing for the next sip
I long for love.
I yearn for comfort.
Yet I live
Alone.
2 comments:
Yup. I closed up the old blog and just quit. I feel like its the one thing I can quit in my life without feeling guilty. If I could I would leave this town and everyone in it forever. Actually I would prefer just to leave my life.
Well dont leave this life just yet. You have too much to offer. I will miss your blog and the observations on life. Take care of yourself and call me if you need anything.
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