Empathy.

God, help me

I have loved

The fact



Of my hands shaking at the mere whisper

Of your name



Heavens guide me,



I've forgotten how your kind of hurt

hurts



How you'd look my way

when you knew I've laid down my swords



Stay away



Stay away



You never did, did you?



You clung to me like

a survivor to a boat



Forfeiting your pride and hopes



But fuck it all,

this boat had holes.



Heavens be mad,

But water made the wood

weak and breakable



And everything got in



God, have you seen

A sinking ship leaving the borderline

without ever being found





Muses will send stronger ships

and His harder winds will guide

you home instead





I can't compare your kind;

that kind of bitterness

with the salt tinder of my finger blades



Sometimes, I hoped we'd last



But Past lasts before the point dot on horizon





So God help me,

and heavens guide me,

a sinking boat

to her thriving shore,

where I can reconcile with my needles

my stitches and my calls-



Sea, be assistance whilst I go;

floating away



Where far away can just be it





Without the need for your guidance



The warmth of your flesh

And Goddess’ grieving February leaves

Aside the bittersweet





I leave it in your Ode,



This one sentence



Where I still held the feelings,

Vast green fields

Down to blue yonder







a tribute for unrequited love.