touch

I long for a touch of kindness
     as this heart sinks further,
        it gets harder, yet weaker
               and strong at the same time

bring me out from this hunger
            of a world that I recklessly chase
             a splendid front I put
        should shatter to dust
      in a single blow

nevermind that I means no wonder
             I know that very little would I achieve
              since the fight I fight
           is a losing fight,
                       all from the start