spindling and swindling and doing as i need
hoping and pleading with god on my knees
“wont you bring me the man of my dreams?”
silence once more and i lay in defeat

my body so limp with need for others
the want for your touch and the need to linger
on the thoughts that press me on and on
and i always wonder, “what went wrong?”

i feel so unknown, uninspired, unintelligent
just for locking myself up; replaying your...