nights I wish I could have you.
nights where White satin call my name.
nights where loneliness is the only one to blame.
yet I write poetry about you hoping you feel the same.
feelings I can't hide.
they ache so bad.
yet they torture me inside.
ripping at the seams.
as my heart is torn apart and put back together again.
tears don't help to remedy.
pills only numb my existence.
I am a ghost to you a empty shell.
yet torment is bliss when it comes to me and you.
the agony of wishing you notice me even though my heart is a constant bleed.
yet nights I wish I could have you.
to feel your sweet intoxicating presence instead of the hurt that alienates me.
the kiss I wished desperately haunted my dreams yet fades in the absence of light.
the touch so hot even though it melts my heart yet I cry.
yet being your friend murders me yet being without you is a longing worse than death.
but oh how I love you? as I write poetry of emotions I cannot speak I cannot convey.
yet it is forever the death of me, a crush I can't let die.
to wail in the dark as my tears burn a icy cold pillow cuz I wanna live in a beautiful hell with you a dark paradise.
yet as imperfectly perfect we are.
I can never be whole.
never be somewhat a inch of complete.
cuz rejection internally ate at my soul.
©darkdeity
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