A suckled vessel drained of most feeling
  taps upon trickled stains of joyous blood.
Aloud, it shrieks for more warmth in this dud
  of a life, restrained by the glass ceiling.

To be accompanied by one sweet soul
lies within the shattered dreams and.   bright hopes
   atop the generations of keen doors
    which stop all fateful bliss, a secret mole.

               Kindred spirits.
           Overflowing desire.
         A radical revolutionary.
          A heart full of contempt.
             Deafening sighs.

Your comforting eyes and sly cries so calm
  like nature's smooth mechanisms at bay
Divorced from presence, a miserable day
  drenches my senses with happy ******.

Bittersweet endings have passed, yet still I mourn,
and cry and wish to have never been born.
I yearn for your scorn and very peaceful. norms;
try to handle life's tempestuous storms.