Out of Touch

Out of Touch

The telephone line is cut, 

not between me and you, but between me and I. 

The door to my heart is shut 

and I can't get a reply.

I am out of touch, 

and I wonder if it's because of you. 

I have never lost so much, 

but it's not like you refroze my heart blue.

I've let you back in. 

Ring! Ring! Our line is connected. 

But you have made my inner light dim 

and the effects have reflected.

I am out of touch. 

I'm tired of feeling numb, 

but I don't want to lose what we just re-clutched, 

even though myself has succumbed. 

I am out of touch. 

The 911 to my heart won't even answer. 

I need help very much, 

but the silence has overtaken like cancer.

-Kamlyn

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