Temporary

Sharing my pain
Does not feel the same
When I don't know  
What's going on
 
I'm not upset-
Confused more it seems
Though I understand why:
 
I like writing about  
What I can't feel anymore
 
I am already bloodletting  
Doom-saying, murdering  
This version of me  
Tailored to love you  
 
Time moves different
When I feel your hands,
In my darkness
I saw your light bend
 
Just like how there's always music,
I am always temporary.