Filling up with emptiness

I still feel empty and lonely inside.. I found someone, well more like.. someone, who I've known for the last few years now, is similar to me. It just never really clicked until a few days ago. It was slightly relieving to know someone who does feel like this, yet at the same time, you think "No one should ever feel like this" and that's pretty depressive in itself. But for the first time in a very long time, I was able to express what's inside.

There is a light at the end, I don't need people to tell me that. Or else, why am I still here? As consuming and draining it all is, something is there even though at the moment everything isn't all that great. I'm growing tired of it all, this routine, this charade. When will it end? Today? Tomorrow? Next week? Next month? Next year? Next decade? I don't know. We won't ever know.