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[drowning_life]

I only dream of you

Last night I lay awake thinking.
Realising that if I carry on the way I am..
Pfft, what does it matter.
We all die in the end.
Some sooner than others.
Some choose too..
Others it happens.
I wish I had someone to call my own.
Not just anyone.
Someone I really like.
Someone who will really like me back.
Someone who would make my life worth living.
"Don't fool yourself."
At the moment..
My life is a thing struggling to carry on.
Like a fly in a spiders web.
Awaiting it's death.