Such A Lonely Day Should Be Banned

“Your Valentine…”

I so, desire the emptiness
Sorrow, feel it coming down
The pain, incomprehensible
Insane, I am so afraid
Inside, burning the flesh
Outside, I do not feel
Alone, lost acceptance
My own, unseen damage
Is this guilt of the mind?
Or a guilt of the soul?
How soon shall I fall?

>> I’m sure if St. Valentine was alive, he’d shoot us all for making love the objectified whore we’ve all made it today. I actually wrote this some time ago, aiming for something a little darker and sad…wasn’t sure if I achieved, so now I display it to the masses (all 1 or 2 of you). Let me know, because I’m curious and need some feedback or I’m writing blind here. So, with all that, Happy Singles-Awareness Day!