I am not happy here.
I don\'t know where to go,
Or for that matter...
where I am.
I feel the desire for companionship,
But the overwhelming fear of heartbreak.
When I am without you uncertainty clouds my thoughts,
Jealousy clouds my vision,
And an anxious depression takes hold of my judgment.
Do you love me?
Am I even lovable for that matter?
Can I survive this state of chaos,
Or should I simply give up?
Run with me to the woods,
Let me stare into your eyes as the ocean breeze kisses your face.
Grasp me in your embrace,
Before death grasps me in his own.
Please let me feel the love that surrounds me,
Before there is nothing but dirt encasing my corpse.