Pleasure And Pain Part Two Poem by Chance blumenstock

I go to sleep at night
holding myself, so alone
so afraid of being alone
for the rest of my life.

I dream of long walks
on a deserted island
holding your hand and nothing more.

I turn to look deep into your lovely eyes
and you are gone.
my heart stops, breaks, shatters
and i wake holding myself, so alone.

I fall back to sleep with tears in my eyes.

I dream of exploring the deepest, darkest
forest with you by my side,
listening to all the life that surrounds us.

I turn to look deep into your breathtaking eyes
and you are gone.
My heart finally crumbles into ash and
i wake to find myself in a dark room
alone, so alone.

Pleasure and pain are the same
pleasure and pain are driving me insane.