cry out…:

can’t read.
can’t write.
drawing’s coming out all wrong.
camera lens won’t focus.
body won’t function.
i ache all over. inside&out.

touch goes to feel, but I want to hold you.
push comes to shove, only the fight’s already done

(I know) the stars shine::but I can’t see it.
(I know) the waves crash::but I can’t hear it.
(I know) the rose thorns catch::but I can’t feel it. 

there’s red all over my hands, COLOUR all through my eyes,
the sounds of life in my ears,
and none of it makes a difference without you.


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