Stringing emotions on a clothesline of feelings, airing them out, br even though it does nothing to dissipate the horrible feelings of br loneliness that I can't seem to fathom. br Being here on earth, isolating myself, because of you who haven't br asked a question nor cared what or if I was even thinking. br Leaving me perturbed on a curb, in a lonely episode of life that br will never be finished while alive.br br RoseAnn V.