Selfish Poem by Cassnadra Nuddkebrook

If I should reach out and touch you,

Please do not think that I love you

Anymore then you’re dearest enemy

Or greatest friend.

For in loneliness there is no shame

Or harbored feelings.

If I should cry on your shoulder

Do not think that I cry for you

Or anyone other then myself.

For misery is a selfish thing

And does not need your problems.

If my words should touch your heart

Keep them near,

As if the last thing you will know of me

For I have nothing else to give.