I'm lonely, now listen when I say I'm lonely I don't mean that I want to scream at the top of my lungs or buying friends because I'm desperate. Maybe I'm numb, it's not that big of a deal. That's the sad thing I've lost all hope. Maybe I'm nothing compared to the other people I used to cling to for comfort, back in space I was a hero amongst men, the blue and red paladin.
I'm now on earth, I'm home, but why do I feel still feel homesick? I'm still drowning in black and white blues, please somebody, come save me
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Waves.
Fanfiction//Sequel to a silent cry.// Home, associated with happiness and peace. By definition it's a place, normally a house with a white fence, and blue sky's consisting of a red roof. Perfect. However, not everyone's home is a house, not everyone has a hom...
