Touch

I lie
I do like touch
In fact
I crave touch
I cant function without
Yearn to touch
To be touched
To feel
Anything
Something
But its not for me
Too much
Intense
Overwhelming
Insatiable
Extreme
Black and white
No middle ground
So I don’t
I refrain
Tell the world
“I don’t do touch”
They believe me
Fall for my lies
Ive convinced the world
Inside I scream
Trapped
Glass cell
The key is at my feet
No movement
I sit
In my place
A prisoner
Touch
Crave
Need
Wish
Unshed tears
Roll down my face
Touch
Is not for everyone