Albert Witz Poems

Please. Just hold me. Hug me. Kiss me. Before I revert to anger, depression, remorse. I don't want to feel these feelings. And I'd rather not kill myself at the moment. Your love is the key to my happiness. I'm sorry for placing such a burden on you, The weight of my joy, my elation, my soul.
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So here's what I've been wanting to say, I'm sorry for the way I reacted today. I just didn't quite know how to respond. I woke up to learn something of which I'm not fond. I don't know how you feel about him and it scares me.
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I'm lost at sea without my eyes, I can't see. In this daze I walk on water, across the surface blows a breeze. How is it that I know that I'm alive? My senses are inaccurate, I'm so afraid to die. The only thing I know is that right now I'm living.
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As I low here contemplating consciousness. I find that my eyes are open wide and in spite of all the darkness, I can clearly see the light off in the distance. The light grows dim as my eyes grow weary from straining to see so far away. What could possibly be the source of such luminous energy?
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I bear the whip
The ball
And Chain
I'll give no gratifying wince of pain
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I love you... Goodnight, goodbye. For one more time I get these same old lines. Click of the phone let's me know that I'm alone, again I find myself wondering how I made you all my own. Each and every time I see you, walking in my mind.
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Contemplating death
Leads me to feel lost
This sea of life gives no paddle
Only a log to carve
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Luckily my pain lost sight of his goal.
Looking for hope in the stars, only black awaits me outside this broken window.
I wonder when I'll find what awaits me beyond.
Pain brings such darkness, again I'm alone.
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Stochastic hopelessness grasps at deeply rooted dread.
Insistent memories of darkness fill my head.
Perpetually chilled by the icy touch of death.
I run forever lonely, sleepless nights to count my steps.
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The world, my heart, in pain this night.
As raindrops are falling with only stars for light.
I sit, my raindrops, tears.
The finale is an introduction.
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