| Walking down empty streets with an empty heart, searching, seeking ,with an almost animal lust and desperation some form of human contact, a friendly smile, a helping hand, a sign of caring, a sign that I even exist in this cold, harsh land, walking, walking, no destination, walking, walking, empty heart, deep sorrow, angry, hurtful tears flow freely from a well of emptiness, deep within a ravaged soul, crying out loudly, silently, for love, for comfort, but no one comes, ever, I am so, so lonely. |










