Will I ever touch the

Fire

Again

Long to live

Touch the

Fabric of

Life

Crapped out

So

Often

Given up the dice

Don't even

Bother to

Try

Blood running

Cold

Slow

No spirit

No energy

Left to

Move on

Been years since I've

Tasted a

Kiss

Forgotten how it feels

Touching another

Another

Touching me

Often wonder if

There is

Loving

Do people

Snuggle together

Any

More

Seems like everyone is

Alienated

Cynical

Everyone pushing

Everyone away

Afraid to

Trust

World of souls

Walking

Alone

Paths rarely crossing

Backing away

When we

Meet

Seeking joy in

Needles and

Spoons

Feeling better touching

Steel and plastic

Than

Skin

Pounding on bibles

Loading

Guns

Everyone believing

They know how

Everyone else

Should live

Will we

Ever

Learn

We are all alone

Yet

All are

One