Lonely

I am lonely. No matter how I try to not think feeling this way I just can't. I keep on reminding myself that things could be so much worst but there just comes a point that you feel exhausted trying to remind yourself of that. I wish for better things. I wish for peace of mind. But it's not happening, it goes on and on. I don't want to whine because, at the end of the day, I do this because I want to and because of unconditional love. But it's just hard at times.  I wish I didn't feel this way. But there's no shortcut. There will be more days of the same feeling.