I decide to document my desperate case of loneliness.
I'm not really sure of it but I won't quit this searching yet .
I cry.
I wish to see them so much but it seems I may never.
I can't see through my tears yet I can see through my heart.
I have to keep faith or my mind may waste.
I have to keep quiet or _ will hear me.
I cry.
The days have escaped me my mind has grown blind.
all that drives me is my last shred of hope.
that I will get to see them and _ won't get me.
It feels like an earthquake but nothing else is shaking.
I cry.
My search came to an end as a man led me.
I got to see them again and we all cried.
stuffed in the farthest point we tone out the banging.
_ got through the door and I hugged tightly.
I smile.