In millions of torments,

I live.

I yearn for any connection.

Touch my heart.

Make me believe

In the beauty of life.

Faith still fails

In the light of what I've endured.

Faith in love,

Beauty,

Life.

It turns its curved back on me

Any time I find the courage

To admire it, trust it.

I try again

And again.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Again.

And again.

And it keeps stabbing me

In the heart,

The eyes,

The legs,

The hips.

Agony.

Yet i keep trying.

Because even cold water

Feels warm to freezing hands.