Lost Feeling

Ive published at least 96 poems 

have written a hundred more

and yet not a single word 

has truly captrued this that i feel

this great anxious feeling

like something is coming

something is coming.

I can feel it in the great gushes of whispers 

and the howl of a wolf

and in my mind Is where I look 

to hide away from most random fears

and perhaps I hope to escape 

through a wall, 

into feilds

ive thought of such things so many times before.

that to think again doesnt bring any joy.

perhaps I could fade

vanish from existence 

or i could laugh and find joy once again

she wasnt really lost, just on vacation anyways.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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