A Handful

Maybe I'm a handful,

possibly even two. 


My history

makes my heart sag,

heavy with trauma.


I milk affection

from others

because I'm insecure.


I cleave to someone

until they extract

themselves from my life.

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saiom's picture

  Imho the real you is a


Imho the real you is a shining sun without need for others



allets's picture

You Mean

That's not the way it works for everyone? I am not insecure - too busy being needy. Ha ha - they almost made trauma my middle name - but Louise will have to do. Acquaintences run from me pulling out their hair. I'd be sensitive about it but I thought that was norm for everybody.