loveless...

i can feel the music but i cannot feel the real thing...

am i in trouble as i am unable to use emotions for anything other than a fling...

flung from the tip of the finger as if a bird...

i cannot seem to reach depths as they have no worth...

i believe feelings dried up when i realized is for mindless fucks...

n in return it causes my own tongue to cuss...

who gives a shit when friends come n go...

holding on to attachments for far longer than the heart can feel alone...

twisting use into a wad of mental stability's kept from another's tame...

so fuckin done with all the endless games...

there is no desire other than sexual sensations crawling with a tease...

jus wanting time spent on knees...

passion is not a necessity to live a more reasonable life...

where confusion doesn't settle into the texture of smiles felt as if tasting lies...

i have no response to such movements coming from beneath the skin...

i jus want to fuckin live...

without the beginnings that always end...

becoming scandalous when the drifting is met by the same expectations fading with what's left...

at best it's the moment to enjoy someone until they decide to change their mind...

when self isn't done with all the sensitivities that expose sacred details in a unique kinda design...

i nothing to give worth a fuck...

i'm empty to the touch other than being turned on by lusts...

past the point of wants claiming to be needs...

there's no way to get to me...

even if one were to find their own way in...

they'd be lonely in the opening of doors as i sit with a grin...

waiting for them to give up on what i've already let known...

but i can give with pleasure some well deserves moans...

rolling through a night of cravings trusted by fingertips reaching for sound...

or is it i haven't found someone i jus cannot go on without.?.