In need indeed

I tried
and still I can’t write
I’ve been busy making love with fears
drowning in tears
hugging pain
leaving stain
lots of rubbish I’ve been writing
some empty hopes I’ve been knitting
more fags I’ve been smoking
the devil is provoking
on this old chair I’m sitting
on that dusty street I’ll be waiting
and please don’t let me wait in vain
I need your love to run through my vein
to keep me going
to keep me believing.