Eating At Me Poem by Diane Catherine Kordas
Eating At Me
I feel stupid writing this but,
I miss feeling needed...
All of the days I was,
I've been replaced...again,
They are starting to come back,
I'm scared to say anything...
I don't want to see her cry again,
I don't want to cry...
Could my arm cry for me?
It would hurt less...
This feeling went away
But it's back and
it's eating at me...
We all need to feel needed, and we all are needed. There is somebody that needs you, you needed to write this, and I needed to read it. Thank you.
Sadness is part of life, but inspite of everything its still a good life and a beautiful write....10+ rate
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4/23/2024 10:35:01 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Feelings of love with the peace of your life. Nice work.