“Want” By Nicholaus Harvill

Your presence is an
Elevator shaft
I can’t stop falling
Through–
I thought I was
With thoughts of you

Creeping misery
Won’t let me sleep
If I could grow wings
I wouldn’t be me
Losing my peace,
Loving my grief
Living a nightmare
Less than a dream

Never enough
Said with a shrug
Dare to wake up
Breathing this drug

I can’t climb away
My mind turns to mud
Forever I’ll stay
By draining my blood