0 - Unfinished Poetry 41

 

Totally ill, going to work.
Need a love to heal my hurt.
My heart is sad without a babe.
Need to cuddle to cure my aches.

My pain is real,
So is the snot.
Body broken.
Oh my God.

I want to feel well,
But oh well, who cares?
Silence my friend.
Nobody is there.

My nurse, my life is cursed
And I am just in need of a kindly flirt.
To see her smile would make me smile.
It's been a while, but I remember the file,
I created the day that we first met.
I named it possible with no regrets.

Nothing has been added to that section of my head,
Since I last decided that she was the best of the best.
To Hell with all the rest.

My robotic head has only one love in view.
I want a new to be with you,
But I'm so tired, I barely move.
I want to be rude.

MY heart is too cold,
I need a love,
To warm me up and give me a hug.
Offer me a coffee cup.

I would be grateful for any kind of affection,
I need to get a little attention,
But I'm too weak to ask for that.
Oh drat, me and my woes ain't got my back.

I stand alone in this great big world
And nothing is visible,
Nothing is heard,
No word has been spoken,
So there is no her...

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