Will You Hold My Hand?

It’s funny how my life seems to be lately, I’m surrounded by a lot of people and yet I feel so alone. The constant battle with loneliness and sanity has become my latest hobby. The need to be with someone to comfort me from the pain I’m suffering right now has become a luxury I cannot afford. Friends seem to be hard to find even though they’re just there. Friends reachable with just one text or call but even with the available technology, I can’t seem to get through them. I endured the pain inflicted by my new bestfriend – loneliness. I breathed in and drowned myself in the toxicity of being lonesome and boredom. And I hate the feeling…

Pillows and stuffed toys can’t hug me back, but sometimes they’re all I’ve got.

I long for a hand to hold me back… to reassure me that it’s alright. To reassure me that despite everything that life have thrown at me, I am not alone. That it is alright for me to cry because a comforting hand will always be holding me back. That I don’t have to feel alone and empty anymore because a comforting hand will always be there to soothe them away for me…

And so I ask… “Will you hold my hand?”…