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I long for the touch of another,
The grace of knowing I'm not alone,
The killing of lonliness,
Before the killing of myself,
I wait, anxiously, yet patiently,
Drawing from me the shadow,
Turning it into a tool,
A tool to power my ambition,
Yet denial by others,
My own bitterness,
Kills me, births me,
Destroys me and creates me,
The shadow of insanity burns my blood,
Still hope exists within one so dark,
Ill-fated perhaps, but thrivinhg,
It stops me from death,
It kills the pain temporarily,
Even though it always returns,
Let love find it's way,
Love for anything,
A girl, a boy, a god, an animal,
My hopes, my dreams, my death,
I breath desperation, and search,
Search for the one who will come,
Whether for loving through eternity,
Or loving of my darkness,
I DON'T CARE!!!!
I just want someone to hold on to,
But all shun me,
Before they even know me,
So a questions plaque my mind;
" Am I not ment for love?
Am I to sit alone?
Am I to die forever?"
If that is so, love may not come,
For humanity cares not for me.