Longing For Life

You dont long for life
For content,
You dont long for love
For lust, to be needed, wanted
Desired.
You long for solid solitude.
Watching beauty around you, skidding on the slippery mistakes of those who try for you, or tried.
You push away, you push and you push,
Your words frustrate those who listen,
Those who listen, those who watch.
Those who watch.
But those can only imagine;
The blade that skates down your thigh
And the blood that grips those tears you cant cry. Longing.