Running on empty

There must be something I need

But I can’t seem to find it right now

It seems so simple, yet so complicated

Does anyone hear me?

Not really

So hard to explain

So hard to ask… again

How can I say that what I have is not good enough?

But I can’t see the good in anything when I don’t have what I need…

I need

Someone to ask me how I really am

And to take the time to really listen

I need

Uninterrupted

Heart to heart conversations

Heartfelt connection

Is that too much to ask?

I know I can’t always have what I want

But should it really be this hard to find what I truly feel I need?

No matter how hard as I try, If I go too long without these things

I start to wither away

I become cranky, unfocused, lonely to the bone

Running on empty

like a dead woman walking

I can see good things around me

But they do not seep in

My soul is separate

A closed entity

and why, when I’m given a loaf of bread, do I still only eat a crumb?

By Poems