Feb 05, 2007 15:31
I sit here, alone, as always full of angst. I have no friends, no family to rely on. I have myself only, and the dark thoughts that occupy my already full mind. I wish I had someone to comfort, to give me comfort, from these nightmares that dwell inside my mind. I hurt and I feel hurt, though no actual pain is done. I sit here alone as always, waiting, forever waiting, for that certain someone.
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