| Touchy Subject Realistic Fantasy Fantastic Reality To bring them together Been trying forever But only half-assed Forgetting the past Plagued by the present Always so hesitant Procrastination hinders Burning plans to cinders My mind keeps working Thoughts always lurking Planning and thinking Not ever drinking Drugs have no use Refusing abuse Life gets me high Don’t really know why Glad to be drug free Something else binds me Instincts from deep down Spin my head around Must nurture and protect Emotionally wrecked Let them know I care If life’s too much to bear This hypersexed society Says that’s not right for me A touch without attraction Brings confused reaction They feel uncomfortable Like it’s impossible To freely give affection Without a ‘love connection’ Won’t steal comfort away Just to make my day So, I must resist Touch painfully missed For that is how I heal Starving just to feel A hug, a kiss Is sorely missed Unrequited feelings Without healing Confusion, emptiness Hesitance, loneliness ~M.and.Y |