I wish my poetry was better
I wish I could articulate my soul to you
For a moment could you absorb me
Could you hear your name in my heartbeat

My fingers remember yours, and miss them
They are lonely with me.
Lonely is the deadly ache
I fight it. But Lonely wants to **** me.

My soul is a labyrinth
Twisted joy and lonely, intense love for, the world
that doesn't much care for me
Please explore with me

A date inside the Labyrinth
Are you afraid of me?
I'm afraid
And I live here every day.

It's terrifyingly *****
And beautiful too
There's a golden thread of you
keeping me alive. Today.