Cresent Moon.

I am haunted by myself

my own stupidity

this always wanting - this hunger - this thirst.

Fill this emptiness inside of me.

Desperate need for approval, for love, for affection.

A mother's touch is never enough.

I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I ,I  ,,,,,,,,,,,,

am fucking lost and bound and sick with regret.

lost, drow