[twjolson]

To whom it may concern,
I sit here in the dark,
wearing fear as a cloak,
sadness surrounds me,
I wonder where you are,
I wonder if we'll ever meet,
or if you exsist at all,
The hole where you belong,
seems so vast,
I doubt any can fill it,
Where are you,
when will you show yourself,
Only you can fill me,
Only you can banish the dark,
Erase the fear,
and give me a smile,
To whom it may concern,
come to me, find me,
Ever so quickly,
The strength is leaving,
I can not go on,
Unless you come to me,
To whom it may concern.