The unknown eats at me
I feel myself secure
Relatively secure
Others are secure too but
I am never sure.
The others are my friends
The others have other friends
They are loved
They are alone
And I fear for them.
The anxiety overwhelms
Panic ensues
They must be dead
Or hurt and cannot
Tell me otherwise.
Frantic irrational concern
Panic totality
I must find out
I must save
Without me they are doomed.
Always I panic
I love them all
I need them
They define me,
For them I am nothing at all.
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