You touch me
without using
your hands

***** it all
I have my own mind
My own self to take care of.

So ***** you
I don't need you
I am not anything
That's buy one get one free
Just turn your *** around before I kick it
I don't want you, I have poetry.

it is of utmost importance
to not be afraid of yourself.

Empty inside, unable to cry
Unloved and alone
Life was good but it seemed to have passed me by
But yearn I do for a tender hand

A tender hand to hold
A whisper that takes me from the cold
It seems so distant, so long ago
When I felt happy and whole

I feel a wrench of my heart  to think I may never feel
The caress of arms that say they care
Alone alone i shall ever be
Alone alone i will be to my last breath I breathe

I feel the ache, the pain, and the longing strains
I’ll turn my heart to stone if it could ease the stabbing pain
A gentle caress, a soft touch
But to hope for that I do not dare

Empty, lost and confused
If I should try to fill my void, to ease my pain
Or should I learn to accept my loneliness
My emptiness, my pain.