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Sitting in the embraces of a dark cold night.
Losing all faith in those around.
Feeling hollow on the inside.
Distressing over nothings?
Falling into a dark hole.
Not trusting a anybody.
Reaching out to no-one.
Screaming for anyone.
Why do people need others?
Why isn't myself enough?
How do you mend something, that was never whole to begin with?
How do you make sense of chaos?
Losing all faith in those around.
Feeling hollow on the inside.
Distressing over nothings?
Falling into a dark hole.
Not trusting a anybody.
Reaching out to no-one.
Screaming for anyone.
Why do people need others?
Why isn't myself enough?
How do you mend something, that was never whole to begin with?
How do you make sense of chaos?