Battle of Thugs

I jumped out of bed this morning and went to sit in the living room. Ultimately, I grabbed my laptop and got to gaming. My phone wasn't charged last night, so I stopped to connect it. I resumed my game, but ultimately I had no desire to keep playing. I stuck with a TV show I had begun watching. I quit watching the show because, once more, I didn't feel like it. I felt the day was off to a good start. I need love, I need kisses, and I need longing glances. I see her now, I think of her. I'm alone now that everyone is too busy doing what they believe is right; I used to be there for them all the time. They will never be able to comprehend my feelings or how much I relied on them. Was it the correct thing for me to wean myself off without thinking, since even I find it difficult to describe how I feel? Why is it so difficult for others to love me in the same way that I love them? Will the light ever reach me? I am engulfed in darkness and have everything around me. Who is going to save me from my isolation?