It’s a craving that can’t be satisfied
despite the number of cries.
It’s an emptiness that can’t be filled
despite the amount of verses instilled.
It’s a void that nestles into your heart
that forms into a massive scar.
It’s a pit that settles in your stomach
that forms shards of glass in it.
It’s a longing defined by desperation
even though you receive other attention.
It’s a necessity from birth
even though you lost it first.
It’s a plea that goes unheard
because you’re silent and afraid.
It’s a touch that keeps you calm and safe
Mental Stillness 
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