We jostled down the elevator
Only to discover
That there were no other bards
In the lounge
Wondering where they were
And hoping to see them next week

I keep swimming
In the comfort
Filled in the bed

You are not there

Then what is that,
Holding me back
And satisfying my senses?

Had you blown
Rosiness of your ruby lips,
Spilled over
Honey of your eyes,
Scattered shadows
Of your golden hair
And dropped
Moon-sheen
of your blushing cheeks?

I don't feel your absence

I wanna go on
Rejoicing each moment
During my sleep
Till your comeback

I saw you and I couldn't stop staring
my friend came running and you gave me the look
I was scared because the last time I had that look my whole world came crashing down
You make me happy like no other and I'm afraid
I love you and I know I do
It hasn't been long but I know it's you
You came crashing into my life the day I finally said goodbye to him
you are everything I need and everything I want
From the look I knew because I see you stare at me across the room
Your kiss makes me fly
your touch makes me whole
please don't let me go
look at me everyday like you did that first day

you said you'd never leave me wondering if you cared
but now I'm alone and scared
I'm losing control
left alone with a broken soul
you said you'd never let me go  
and now these emotions overflow
Then it hit me
you have the key
I stay hidden
living in depression
you consume
I hide in my bedroom
afraid you will leave
while you deceive
I was naive
just leave

Why is it that
we romanticize
self-destruction
and buy so heavily
into the archetype
of
tortured artist
tortured soul
and since when did suffering
start to be used
as validation
and survival
and resilience
ignored
as we try to
collect and count
our scars,
only trading them
when something is
to be gained