I Am In Love With A Crow.

Forgive me, for I do not write well.
Every story of sad woman usually starts off from a broken heart. I live alone, I enjoy solitude. I feel stronger with resentment in my heart. I am comforted by him, the crow that waits for me when I come home. I feel that it is the only living form he can physically show himself to me. At night when crows do not fly. He returns to me in another form, a shadow. He watches me sleep and visits me in my dreams when I fall asleep heavy hearted. I cannot see his face. But I know it is him- the feeling is the same. He waits for me. He waits for me join him. I feel that I can only accomplish this in death. However, I am too cowardly to end my own life. I am in love with a crow. I am in love with shadow, a faceless spirit that brings me comfort in my dreams. I have lost my mind. I am losing my grip on my own existance.
Forgive me, for I am not well.
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1 Response Jan 22, 2013

Despite the fact that you said you enjoy solitude. It is obivous that heart still yearns for companionship. You are lonely and your mind is hallucinating to counter the hurt.