I am a person who thrives off touch,
You are a person who does not.
I am a person needs lots of love,
You are a person who gives without touch.
I thrive off touch.
I live off touch.
But,
You don't like being touched.
You don't like it when I need to be touched.
Love me,
Hug me,
Please just touch me.
Because I am a person who thrives off touch.
I,
Cannot feel loved,
When all I can feel,
It's all I can see,
It's all that I need,
But you can't give it to me.
And laughter surrounds me,
Voices that's pounding,
Into my skull.
And all I can hear,
Is two little words,
They scream in my head,
They won't let me rest,
I stay up awake at night,
And all I can do is scream those two words:
Touch Deprivation.
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My Little Poems
PoetryThis is a book that I have poured all my poems from my heart and soul into. Do Not steal them from me, for they are mine. To write your own helps you to understand yourself. Do not force a poem. For a forced poem has no emotion. The words come and f...
