This Is How I Feel

Confused, tired a sense of urgency, fragile like thin glass, weary.
Jaded yet innocent, like I'm missing something important.
Alone, timid, slightly afraid, tense, nervouse, anxious.
Like a little china doll, cracked, leaking energy.
Leaking little pieces of me all over the table and floor.
Weak, like I can't do anything, hurting, crying, like I am dying.
Like the piece that's really me, what I am, is flowing away.
All I can do is watch it go, and hurt and ache and yearn for it to return.

Like I've lost the most important thing that makes me a person.

This is how I feel.

A.J. Downey
09-14-1999
10:53 am