Thursday, October 21, 2010

Why

The tables are turned,
the chances are gone,
The doors been shut,
the curtains are drawn.
Watching from a distance,
trying to pick up the pieces.
Pieces of my broken heart,
shattered and torn on the floor.
Cuddling embraces,
sweet innocent kisses.
Hugs in the darkness,
noises in the night.
Bright laughter,
warmth in the smiles.
Curled in a hole,
swallowing my pride.
Anything for my friends,
anything for their love.
Don't leave me behind,
I need them so much.
Words unheard,
and never spoken.
Broken,
Why?

Needs

Needs to be held,
Needs to be touched,
Needs to be loved,
Needs to be warm,
Needs to be caught,
Needs to be kept,
Needs to be kissed,
Needs to be heard,
Needs to be longed for,
Needs to be rubbed,
Needs to be wanted,
Needs to be needed.