The threat of vanishing

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    The threat of vanishing
    shakes my routine existence.
    I do not shore up well
    under loss.
    I know I do it.
    I cling too much.
    But I am afraid that if I don’t
    everything will be lost,
    this one
    oh-so-important thing
    which in going
    would take all the color
    and all the meaning
    and all the purpose
    of all the other
    things and thingness
    with it.
    I gave too much
    and asked too much
    and wanted more than was offered
    or could be given.
    I am too much.
    But all I want
    is to be wanted.
    To be allowed to offer
    everything I know to offer
    and have it be okay.
    I am so tired
    of offering myself
    naked and shy
    and having my small self
    be rebuffed
    or ignored
    or run from
    as if the offer, me,
    little as that may be,
    is diseased or alarming
    or invisible
    or indistinguishable.
    I want to want
    and not to want
    and to return a want
    and have that
    have it all
    be okay.
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Quite beautiful!!:hug:

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