Loneliness... and yet again... the lonewolf howls...
A dull scent of loneliness filled me... Thumbing me flat. Looking forward to Sunday, however Sunday seems unexpectedly far. Missing Baby but yet she's fondling charcoal in school now.
Feels like I'd entered a vortex... ransacked with loneliness... The moon went dimmed... scattered clouds call upon each other and they gathered in front of the moon. Stars fading off merging into darkness... that moment the sea turns up-sided. Silence started to blanket me. The sightless aura descends... having me totally submerging into my very own abyss...
Sends off my misses for Baby, in a letter, sealed with a kiss.