I see you. You don’t see me. I reach for you, you look at a screen. I crave attention,quietly plead and moan. All to feel like a stranger and alone.i know there’s love and adoration, but all I feel is separation.
The vines that wrap around me. Angry and taut. There is pain there is pleasure, there is comfort, for that I treasure.
you don’t see what I see. Through my eyes, a vision, a dream. it’s flooding around me. It’s hard to breathe.
If you could see what I see.