This path of solitude can be a hard one, and while it looked like I can continue living this way forever, I'm afraid my own state of mortality has something to say about that...
Even so, I've never abandoned myself.. said things about myself to intentionally hurt myself. Corners which I've leaned against, I've found myself there on the other side, so to speak, to cheer myself up. The light which shun down that tunnel, was so dim, but it's the brightest I can make myself - but it at the time enough for me. I've been my own best friend, my own lover, my own parent. I've been all the things which I do not have through other means, and the only thing I wanted out of it was for everything to be ok.
But things.. have yet to be ok. I wonder now can I do this all alone anymore.
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