Squeeze In

Wordings
becomes alive between my fingers
whenever I feel anxious to the point of puking.

I keep looking at my dog as if I'll leave a child,
but he is my child.

It breaks my heart
leaving him for days,

I can't do it.

another worries, what's new.

I feel guilty when I allow myself to play, some people my age or younger than me gear towards to their adulthood and future plans...while I’...