A feeling of loss at the bottom of my soul, gluing itself to the walls of my emptiness, holding me down.
Making me unable to find passion.
But also giving me false hope for a future i will not find, a future with someone that will tear the emptiness right out of me.
A wholness that separates itself from me, causing grave depression.
A feeling at the very tip of my fingertips, inflicting a need.
An urge with the intent of happiness with only an outcome of saddness.
This is me.
