Emptiness

As my mothers lost child, living a life seperate from her, distance seperating everything, I'd often wish i had a shoulder to lean on and openly cry and talk about how i felt instead of bottling everything up. Especially the hardships throughout the year's, as i had to grow, i was alone and isolated for most of my childhood, keeping to myself, never uttering a word about my truest most deepest emotions, never exspressing any physical affection or love, just cold empty nothingness.