I just don't know

   I can't deny it, procrastinate, or put aside this feeling of emptyness. I'm wraped around its fingers for now. This feeling depresses me. This feeling eats my insides! But proves itself right, I am alone. All I do is go home, eat, do homework, sleep, and do it all again the next day. There is no excitement, confusion, butterfly feelings, or sometimes pain. Just empty space where my phone use to be and tears from my depression that stream down my face. Nothis to ocupy my time, to keep me focused, or keeping me happy at home. I know it takes time to move on and get over things but just sitting here to dwel on my feelings instead of talking them away is slowly going to kill me. I need to talk it out, have someone to share it all with, a person along the edge to comfort me every other day about it all... I can't put it on my friend at school because her problems are so much more worse... but I need help too... *sigh* another day I guess..