I’m desperate

Feverish

Looking everywhere for love.

To pluck it out the hands of the ones who push and shove.

I need a nurse, a doctor.

My temperature is high.

My empathy is eating me

Bit by bit alive.

I love the poor

I love the needy

I love the ones who try to kill me.

I love them all

And bare their pain,

With heavy heart

I feel it’s weight.

Desire kills me

Desire to be loved back.

But I never will,

And I never have.

I’m too gone to cure, to lovesick to eat.

Pull me out of my misery

And end this disease.

Break my heart.

Burn it whole.

Make me unfeeling

So I hurt no more.