delve into my pain
wash yourself in my sin
to covet a connection, my sadness is an addiction
inject yourself with my hurt and get high
the moon laughs at my insanity
thinking you would care
starshine smiles, because I still do
selfish thoughts, craves you invest in only me
openminded progressiveness says it witchery to think such thoughts
it is somewhat bewitching to think I alone could fulfill all of a person’ needs
secrets whispered at midnight, look upon me fondly
with prayers no one notices my unhappiness
restless spirits walk with me
they are my only friends
who point out my folly but always forgive me
sanctify the ritual, look over your life and alter accordingly
sanity in a hug I am connecting with someone
dearest reflection grins back at me
with the knowledge I am loved
I had a hug yesterday that changed everything.
Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian