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I'd love some feedback.

Stolen:


This ambiguity is not the key to cure my apathy.
Because I’d rather let the colors pour from me.
So I can examine all the blacks and whites,
And see where the arousal distinctly lies.
Then, perhaps, I could let it run rampant.
Blinding and flushing these past few years from me.
Actually being able to express how I feel
After I felt you.

Who knows if you know, or if I even do.
That one person could instill such emotions into another.
You’re helping me, but it’s killing me.
You’re killing me, but it’s curing me.
#2
You’re helping me, but it’s killing me.
You’re killing me, but it’s curing me.
Damn, man...that hits me hard. Thing is, I can think of a good buddy of mine and that's why those two lines hit me.

But really, I like it. I guess the thing I feel is missing is how she or he is helping and curing. It just begs for more, for the details on how there's help & a cure -- how the person who's saying these lines is becoming a better person that way.