Crossplanet

Deception, desesperateness and hopelessness. Why fall for someone who doesn't care? Want to double-lock that door. Whom wants me will have to come and get me. Tired of it all. Want to cry and scream. Blow out that frail candle that did light up again, lock me in, never see anyone again.

And put back on that mask and hide myself behind, and draw the usual smile.

Fear of what will come in front of my eyes, fear to see him, feel a twinge of my heart. Unfair? Why not me?

And yet I will have to live on, one more day, and another one, this cycle of days and nights that never never ends, always the same, nothing new on the horizon, the hope of a change that becomes smaller and smaller, the end of this loneliness that never comes. Crossing through this long emotional desert, death valley or desert of Gobi, empty immensity ahead of me. And yet I have to go through, and I don't see the end of it.

Is there an end of it? Somebody to talk to me? to see me? to see what sleeps in me for so long now? somebody to hug me?

Sadness. Resentment. Anger?