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Withdrawl
by Amy NiggelHolding you,
being held,
feeling like it didn't matter
if the world crashed down
because I was in your arms.
Feeling like
I had a place
where I was safe
and accepted
for who I really am.
And now the morning light shines in my face
and I know
you are so far away.
And all I hold is my pillow
and I fear the world falling
feeling unsure
and taking up the mask again
of what everyone expects me to be.
I don't think I cry because I miss you
I think the tears
are just part of the withdrawl symptoms. 01/29/2004 Author's Note: Listening to Garth Brooks songs early in the morning will do this to you. "Our lives are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain, but I'd of had to miss the dance"
Posted on 01/29/2004
Copyright © 2025 Amy Niggel
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by JD Clay on 02/01/04 at 02:30 AM Part of life is to know the psyche is very resilient and this is a great reminder, Amy. Now past the tissue, and we'll all have a good bawl.
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