Confused Poem by Dark Blood

Too many minds, thoughts racing through my head. Five souls, four taken one untouched. Forever calling I cast two aside three left. I throw shadowed webs at one that can never be there truly, two left. One was loved, the other does not know I exist.
Not knowing which to let go, I toss and turn in and out of feverish dreams. Forever wandering alone. Walking forward looking but not actually seeing.
Dreaming but not sleeping.
Bleeding but not dying.
Hurting and forever crying.