hoary raven
Family
I’m scared.
Scared I’ll fail,
And it’ll all fall and be for nought.
Are my friends really real?
Is there someone they’d rather talk to?
I think I’m losing my grip.
Can’t hold things,
Dropping normal things,
I can’t just command my hands to hold on.
I’m scared.
I don’t know them,
Not anymore.
It was all nice and simple
When they were young,
But now they’re growing distant.
I’m scared.
Scared I’ll have to leave this all behind.
Scared of starting over.
Scared for the world, and of the world.
I don’t know what’s next.
2026/01/22