I just want a hug
No questions
No whys
Just hold me for a few seconds
Let me feel your peace
And calm my soul

My confusion could be simplified
through careless exemption
in the sense of letting a deep cut heal
save the stitches
a curious thing left open beneath
a layer of textured, delicate skin
my topical treatment
of words from others full
of hopeless affection
and their eventual happy endings
and alcohol
**** the pattern of young humanity
I’m afraid even in the arms of
new friends
I would still remember old warmth
I would still hold myself closed
and fall open to infection.

Restless
**** this .

No longer sure where we going
Mind breaking
Bones shaking
Hands sweat
Back sweats

Baby steps seem impossible
This world is not mine for the taking
I've been mistaking
Everything
My mind is shaking
My voice is  shaking

Is this normal
Is it real
What I feel
Are we here ?

Is it all just a game
I'm bad at games
I don't want to play
I don't want to stay
Here.

The difference in the sighs,
Is if they contain lust or anger,
Contentment,
or pity.

Does he sigh, and fall into your embrace,
When you tell him goodnight;
Or does he sigh,
and roll his eyes?

Is there a harshness in this breath,
He lets go from his lungs,
When you just ask,
'Am I good enough,
For you?'

The difference in the sighs,
Is if you feel the love,
As he places passion in your ear;
Or if you question in the morning,
what you've done wrong.

But the true difference in the sighs,
Is not when they come,
But who gives them
to you.