lost

Bliss was clenched in my hands and I couldn't hold on tight enough. There is no sense of direction; I'm walking in circles in my clouded thoughts.I hate times like these. Times when there's no one who would listen or maybe they did wanted to, but I'm tangled in my knots of words so its hard to untie. Maybe its because I feel like I'll be misunderstood if I do give someone the benefit of the doubt to past through the surface. Its hard to allow someone to get access to my thoughts and especially trust them with it.

At the end of the night, I just feel lonely..