I'm not sure how I got here.
Some strange series led to
This point. But I have warmth
Around me and arms and
Love, here, in this innocent bed.
My mind has been flushing for
Days, out my ears and nose,
Worrying me of losing
Everything I held close; the
"me" part of myself is up
There and is draining from the
Bathtub of my anxiety.
But even as I waste away,
Body and mind, shaking,
Sweating, crying just to be
A whole human being, you
Are always present. And I -
I'm losing control. Scared to
Death, but never feeling
Alone.
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