His Lostness Read Count : 6

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I stand amongst myself in a crowd of the others. 


They walk through me with a smile, as they make their way to their companions. 


I see my own companions interacting with the others, I find that it hurts me a little for every time I look upon them.


It screams at me, purposefully doing so. 


I have long been married to silence, we find satisfaction with one another. 


We argue. 


We hug.


We like each other.


We hate each other. 


I long for company, yet I wish for silence. 


I am navigating a maze, walking through thousands of doors, and I find myself at the origin. 


I apologize to silence at times, when I leave her. 


I live blindfolded in a maze of questions. 


I live uncertain of my desires. 


The malicious thoughts ease me with them. 


Help me, Mother. 


Help me. 

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