I feel no rest neigh respite
As the night draws dark in its brothers shadow

Where upon will I rest
When the sun breaks bread with my immortal soul

I wait in need of a wanton breeze
To take me away to take me home

I can't sleep, I can't talk to anyone, what do I do.

This is insane dennis, now you're blogging to yourself.

an unbearable sadness drowns, as the darkness shadows all in its wake

adrift ...

There is a huge difference between being in love with the idea of someone and
to be in love with the someone

I'm stuck somewhere in between, and that sucks