Why am i scared?

I am scared of not being needed by you
My need to be wanted, my service of love
I am scared of not being needed, anymore
The thought turns my blood to sand
Forcing through my veins
As my heart comes to a grinding halt

My need to be wanted, my service of love
For purpose is the core of my existence
Without it I am a desert, my shape shifting
No longer will it rain, the flower I cherish
The flower will die, and I will be left bare

I am scared of not being needed, anymore
Helping you is the sun in my world
Reflecting from your moon to light the darkness
Because I love you, more than this existence can,
Cares to comprehend, the meaning behind,
The true nature thereof, it radiates

The thought turns my blood to sand
As the last rains dry up, and my soul shrinks
The life force drains, dies away, all in my mind
These feelings come and go, but the fear remains
Like a scar reminding me that all that begins, ends
I am scared of not being needed by you

Your love and acceptance, would turn to myth
To a dream of the past, like concrete around my feet
I love you, I don't want to let you go, you know right?
You are my breath, my water and fire
I am scared to let you go

The gift I will give, when time comes to go
For the air under your wings I will be
I love you enough, to let you go, so that
Someday you can know, love.
I will say, I am scared of not being needed by you
I love you enough, to love, so,
Spread your wings and go




Poetry by Willem
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Written on 2017-11-02 at 07:24

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This is very intense and very good, both the poem and the message. It takes a very special person to love so much and to be willing to give up that person. I understand the fear and the love. It will take a very long time to love again, but you will, maybe. :)
Ashe
2017-11-03


Kathy Lockhart
There is much sacrifice, pain, and truest love in every descriptive phrase. I had chills from this. That hasn't happen to me in a long time. So pure in its purpose. Painfully and honestly beautiful.
2017-11-02



I like the poem's rhythm, and the poem's insistence, its urgency toward the end. Very good.
2017-11-02