EMPATH

Once, she told me what it was like to be so alone that even her own breath tried to leave her.

so in the pit of december, I opened all the windows

I let a cold shower turn me two shades of blue

I didn't let myself know warmth

Untill my skin confuse freeze with fire.

I have never felt closer to her

than in the moments when i could'nt feel my own touch

they told me it was a broken way to love-

to replicate someone's nightmare

so that i can suffer through it at their side

        

      but what is more loving

                than a hand in the dark

                          a hand that says i know

                                                 you are not alone