Somewhere in September

I don’t think I’ve ever felt this alone in my life. It’s like I’m standing on the North Pole, and every direction I turn, there’s nothing but white loneliness, so pure & bright it hurts my eyes.

Like I’m deaf & blind, and need a hug, but don’t know where to turn for comfort, cos I can’t hear or see, there’s no-one there.

I think I might be going a little more off it.