I fear the loss
of a piece of paper,
As if it will dissolve
Through my fingers
In an instant.
It's an unhealthy form
Of attachment.
I cling to inanimate objects
As if they have a conscious.
I fear the loss
Of too much fun
With something
Or someone,
As if it will end
Any minute.
It's an unhealthy form
Of negative thinking.
I try not to love
Too much of
One person.
And above all,
I fear the loss
Of all my thoughts,
As if my brain
Will slowly decay
Any day.
It's a healthy form
Of being afraid. Though
There's more of myself
I wish to let out,
But I'm afraid to try
So much;
Cause I'll get too attached
To being alive...
And I fear the loss.
©lunarmarie
L