tired,
hungry,
aching.
Needy,
demanding,
expectant,
uncertain.
Falling apart.
Spiraling down.
Losing my grip,
beginning to slip.
I slide into uncertainty,
wondering who really cares,
as soon as no ones there,
to raise a hand,
and say I'm here.
My mind begins to doubt,
that anyone should care.
In loneliness I fall.
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