Kindred Entropic Nihilist

If you're reading this, then I can feel you too. Wave to the moon for me.

Words whispered to you in the dark feel like cigarette smoke escaping my lips,

For you are a toxic habit that I need to quit.  

You yourself are not poison, 

But the pedestal I raise for you drips with it.

I am aware the addiction could ruin my life, 

yet fixation is where I rest.  

The disillusionment I get from your light

Just keeps me drawn...

A moth to a fire.

I want to be wanted more than I want to be achieved;

I want you to want me, more than I think you will ever see. 

I want you to pull me,

More than I want to be free.

You make me hungry for something to deceive;

You make me yearn for lies to receive.

I can't reach you, unless you want me to.

I can't reach you, unless you want me, too.

I will never win your heart, 

as you are a person, and not a prize. 

I write letters I will never send,

because my words no longer matter. 

I'll break bridges I cannot mend,

because it is easier than the latter. 

I keep writing to you in the dark, 

because my light is currently out, 

and 

I can't tell if I am hurting, 

If I deserve it, 

If it is made up, 

If its perfect...

My soul just wants to be seen. 

Author's Note

I keep reaching for my pen, but I don't make it enough. Hope you like it.