Could Love Me
If you could love me
would I know the truth
would I get a note
to span this gap in between?
perhaps I know you in passing
one of many in my world
invisible in my meager sight
phantoms in my misery.
Silence is my constant mate
escort of a thousands slights
so loud as to drown the world
in the vacuum of nothingness
in this swirl of outside hush
the inside screams you do not hear
echo within to fill my ears.
The lack of touch is too much
heavy hand where none persists
pressing down like the limb
missing yet still needing feel
hunger prompts the memories
of the meals within past arms
sup’d desire spun to feed
the beast that lives inside of me.
If you could love me I should know
shared to break the walls of my mind
feel the touch from an outside world
hear the voice of someone else
while the pain may still remain
torment me as I find my way
I’ll embrace my place in the world
no longer phantom to the ones that care.
2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20161005.
