Take a Look trough the stars

Distant

Connected by blood, always in my DNA but still just a stranger to me.
Why am I not able to see that my life I ever imagined would always be a fantasy.
This apparent black hole in my chest yet disgust flows over me whenever I hear those words, the words of love and affirmation.
Is my soul mirroring the old times or am I stuck in this mentally cold cycle towards my blood.
Eyes spacing and my heart racing, water dripping down my chin as I fail to be your perfect doll.
My soul left laying in the mud.
Strangers seem to come and go yet comfort me more than the one I have had around for live.
I'm on my own to survive.
My heart sinking in the puddle of water and mud as if you are not in my blood.
This close yet nothing that we share, every contact makes me feel like skinning down the DNA we share.
I have realized that only strangers could satisfy the emptynes in me, and even tho you are a stranger to me I could never hate an actual stranger more than you.
So just give me up, do not hold me down as there is no use anymore.
You can't unbreak the broken especially not with your stare.