I need you

I need you
here to
nurse my arms
stop me in the
tracks of self harm
I need you here
to comfort me
desecrate
my shrine to Misery
I need to
hear your voice
to know
Ill make it through
the night
I hurt
in naked silence
I hurt
in blinding light
In pain
words don't come easy
need, the more acute
but pain
and misery
chronic
tonight I trace
shooting star
trajectories
and map constellations
on my forearm
arms pathwayed
and weak
in longing for tomorrow
I stretch space-time
I need you
you are
light-years away