I Miss Touching

I miss touching. We never touch around here.
We never talk much either…I mean really talk.
But it’s touching I miss the most.

I wonder if you can loose your sanity from that….
I feel I am.

Such anxiety this morning..
It’s just swallowing me up.
The usual optimisim isn’t kicking in.
And I feel scared.

How will it all end I wonder.
Will I eventually crack?
Burst into uncontrollable tears?
Roll into a ball and die?

That which used to keep me going seems gone.
I can’t find it.
Do I even want to find it?
Is all lost?

I miss touching. We never touch around here.
We never talk much either…I mean really talk.
But it’s touching I miss the most.