The Unwanted Words (Completed)

Make Me

What am I doing?
Clinging to a hope that's burning
My hands
Clutching
It stings
So much its blistering
I want that relief
To know your okay
To hear your okay.
Please
Just once.
Tell me your okay
Make me want that sweet feeling
Like a blossom that planted itself
In my bruised but functional body
I love the feeling
Of agony
You let rip through me.
It makes me feel something.
Anything.
I'd be a shell of nothing
But
That small ember you ignite within my trembling bones
It burns through my veins
Like a smoldering wildfire.
If you dissapear.
I'll dissapear too.
What's left of a lover's promise
Slowly withering into soft ash