Alone.

Of friends I have so few,
And of friends I want more,
I live a life alone,
A life in darkness
The darkness of my loneliness
But how can I find my rest,
In loneliness.
In tears and greed,
I hide myself,
I hide myself in the room,
A room in my head,
A dark
Empty
Cold room
A room that has been in my head for to long.

How can I be loved?

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Miraman, in the year 355 AF.