i feel useless again
i’m forgotten about but the thought spins in my head for hours, days, weeks, months
i’m desperate for reassurance
i thirst for the affirmation that i was not yet again abandoned,
left alone and of the importance of dust
i wish i could survive off myself and my own accord
and not begging for the love and attention of anyone i can receive it from
who leave it to me to find it by myself
making me feel useless
in an endless cycle

03/05/24
© poeticsofnikki