Never has the want of another been so strong.
Since I’ve touched another it’s been too long.
Chasing lonely thoughts out of my head,
Tossing and turning in an empty bed.
Another’s body warmed me like a flame,
This goddamn heating blanket isn’t the same.
Only a miracle could pick me up now,
My body seems to be shut down some how.
Nothing feels right or wrong except life,
The numbness that was contained, now rife.
Deep inside an angered depression I hate,
Freedom from my self made hell I await.

At times the gaze wanders to the blue sky
White clouds and sunshine lift this spirit high.
Weight is gone and the smile comes through
As my faded eyes see everything I can do.
Back I may come to this hollowed out hell
The memory of that sky will never dispel.
I will protect it with every ounce of me,
Assured that someday, she will come set me free.

07/10/2002

Posted on 07/10/2002
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