The feelings are present
The attraction is there
Still, no relationship
How is that fair?

"i'm tired", she tells him
"it's not that I don't want to live,
i simply wish,
to not exist."

i'm inside, alone
hiding from society
afraid of a virus
causing severe anxiety

it's either my physical health
that's bound to suffer
or in this case my mental health
which the pain is much tougher

Your words are like honey
So quick
So smooth
They slip off your tongue
And leave me toute rouge

Up and down
Highs and lows
Wherever you wander
I will go

Happy and sad
Joy and pain
Whatever you feel
I'll feel the same

But the feeling isn't mutual
I'm out here on my own
Trying to find sanctuary
From feeling alone

a late night poet
in the cover of night
writing of her pain
that she hides in the light

to anyone searching
for a sign to stay strong
well here it is
so keep holding on