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Thinking

Having so many things on my mind frighten me.
Thinking of everything and nothing at once.
Being asleep and dreaming
of the cold harsh things to come.
Of being alone and lost without you.
Looking for you.
The walls of my house they seem so cold,
and empty.
Is there anything I can do to make things
better?
I doubt.
Thinking of you reminds me of how weak
one can be.
Speaking of you might drive me crazy.
If I could just remain here,
and become frozen in time.
Perhaps then and then only
I can stop thinking of everything
and nothing.

Ada P Vega