There is a feeling that is hard for some to feel and comes much too easily to others.
I am one that it comes too easily to.
It is the feeling of needing someone.
The feeling that all of your vital organs are missing without them.
This feeling latches on and only grows.
It may appear sweet but is truly dangerous.
For it means that they are now trapped within my worry.
The feeling means that I will now suffer without their presence.
The feeling means that I will now anxiously await my next visit with them.
The feeling means that I can't go on with my normal life.
The feeling is always there- someone is always missing.
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A Crowded Crying Mind
PoetryA book of poems about about anxiety, obsessive compulsive disorder, and losing people.
