Por Siempre

i feel so blessed that i still have friends that understand me and my idiosyncracies, such as dear weeshan who's been my friend for 12 long years, minfei and the dudes.
i never felt so high even with alcoholic stimulants.
oh and on a more depressing note, the following was a something that i wrote in econs (i think) today.

Deviod - of warmth.
Estranged - from happiness.
Disowned - by joy.
Enveloped - by sadness.
Kissed - by sorrow.
Filled - with pain.
An attempt to drag myself from the black hole of despair
Was crushed, unknowingly.
Huddled in the dark
Do you see me? Can you hear me?
Doubt.
In december underground i weep,
Suffocating under words of sorrow.