To No One

Dear No One,

winter comes around, feelings of

warm and comfort completes me,

spring comes around, but the thought of being

scared and helpless fills me, 

summer is right around the corner

and all I feel is fear and insecurities;

fall is just out of my reach,

the idea of feeling warm in a mother's love:

captives and soothes the ache that clenches to me.  

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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