Comfort

I'm reaching out for meaning in places that don't exist

I dream that you'll come around, you'll one day beg for mercy
and I'll turn you down.
and I'll forgive you.
and I'll reject you
and I'll welcome you back.

conflicted, my dreams strain my heart.

I wish you were interested in me,
And thus give my being value.
Give my hurts meaning and worth
but you don't.

my hurts are worthless
my being is worthless
to you

you, my onetime world.
the sails that guided my life
I'm worthless to you
and you're absent.

I know you don't care
I know you're gone
I know these and more
yet my heart at times
fantasizes

I'm healing
and I'm okay
yet sometimes
my heart
isn't