I am defined by weakness
and it sits in the pit
of my stomach and
glares at me from beneath
dissatisfaction
it's 4 a.m.
where have you been
that makes your eyes look
so heavy and your motions
seem so distant?
i am shivering in my bones
and realizing
i'm not really as alone as i
convince myself to feel
(move me please, i need
it like you wouldn't believe)