I feel lost

At the touch of love ...,
Everyone becones a poet.
I have been touched and i have been hurt.
I am poet
And am more.

I feel so lost.
Tis winter.., my thoughts frost.
I feel so crossed.
My heart bleeds for no real cost.

Can i just write?
Even as my thoughts are tight?
I want, too, to fight...,
But i can not see .., tis night on me bae.
This is where and what we have become, eh?