Dissociative Identity Theft

Feelngs penetrate me
Swirling in fresh and open circles
Storming about my heart.
I didn’t want
it to happen this way,
But now it’s here
And I can’t let it go
Without a struggle.
It’s an isolation I can barely bare-
I still my fingers at night
When you leave me
And the emptiness
Washes out every corner
Of my tattered soul.
Oh, if only you could stay
If only I could hurry to your side
What a great day it woud be
A union of joy, perhaps
Something to wash
the darkness in my heart
away-
something to heal my soul,
but instead I long for you
on long, sleepless nights.