Sick feeling.

Lonely is what I have been, weak, unsure, uncaring, and unsympathetic, I've lost my love for life, I've lost train of thought....right now I might as well say that I've lost everything.

Love is what kept me going, love is what made me whole, love made me forgive and forget...but without love my heart has become bitter cold, worse than a snowstorm as hard as a diamond, without that love in my life I fear I have become what I've hated most, the monster I've wanted to keep locked away from the world, the beast that doesn't care, the animal that devours without remorse or despair.

I've looked in the mirror and seen what I've become, an animal, a beast, the vain of my existence, without you in my life I fear I have lost all, my heart, my mind, my soul, my kind-natured spirit, the only thing left of me is one little thing, a boy curled up in the corner crying his eyes out and feels his heart breaking, headache bound, abused, and tormented, with that very sick feeling.

This is how my whole presence is, without the one I love, I've gone and left myself and the worst part is I'm afraid to come back to see what damage the beast has caused, caused because of me, me and my sick feeling.