Touch•Deprived

I couldn't Feel you  
beyond the red moon's tide..  

I slipped past the walls  
I told myself were  
to save me from  
you  
 
But in my exploration,  
guided by dying stars  
on a flicker of stolen light..  
 
 I couldn't Feel you  
 
You masked your face  
with whorls of obsidion,  
the inky black  
of that insidious cold  
I now know as  
 
Apathy  
 
I experienced,  
in my trance  
deluded by a sense  
of affection I told myself  
you'd appreciate..  
perhaps reciprocate..?
 
I experienced..  
 
Pain  
 
And it ripped through me  
like the strike of lightning  
that ravaged the sails  
on my porcelain ship  
tearing through my chest  
in waves of terror  
met with the cold  
of  
your  
 
Absence  
 
I wished..  
begged with eyes  
of sienna sorrow  
reached with hands  
cut from the glass  
of dark liquor  
that did nothing  
to soothe a throat  
spent from hours screaming  
below a lightless deck-  
 
I just..  
 
wanted to Feel you